I am in here.
Right now, I’m sitting at the coffee-house half a block away from where my son first lost faith in me as Omniscient Parent. We were sitting in the old green Jeep, on our way to somewhere, waiting at the traffic light, when he asked me a question about chemistry for his science class — he … Continue reading memory street
from Israpundit: Decline of the Arabs. “…Like Usama bin Ladin, they(the Palestinian radicals) represent the rage and the desire for revenge of a civilization in retreat. Their rebellion against the bleak vision of the future cannot change the world they live in. The ritual of death and destruction can offer momentary satisfaction of the need … Continue reading proper summation
The poetry has been slow in coming lately. I treat it as an entity apart from myself. That way, I can tell myself that it’s in no way my own fault if I write nothing. I have (unconsciously? semiconsciously?) created a world where I am not at fault for not doing that which I can … Continue reading routine
Nothing like starting the day off with raspberry pop-tarts and Cannonball on the television. Tom is bringing us a home-made pear tart that he made very early in the morning for brunch later on, before Barbara told him she had to go to the office today. I’d skip the office for a home-made pear tart. … Continue reading Sunday morning
white pebble 