Like finally running out of words and thoughts?
Can I quit now?
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
Like finally running out of words and thoughts?
Can I quit now?
Rather than what the French call la petite mort – little death.
Even with the big grin or two.
Everybody wants something.
You have to have somebody you hate.
JANUARY: Scalloping
FEBRUARY: Snow shoveling
MARCH: Maple syrup tapping and boiling
APRIL: Mud
MAY: Clamming
JUNE: Black flies
JULY: Tourists and lobsters
AUGUST: Blueberry raking
SEPTEMBER: Potato run to Aroostook county
OCTOBER: Foliage
NOVEMBER: Fir tipping and wreath making
DECEMBER: Here we are, shivering
Woman: “I’m pregnant.”
Man: “I’m leaving.”
I’ll even nominate it for best flash fiction.
Now, let’s contrast that to today, the Nativity narrative.
As well as all the merry, merry, plus gratitude.
I’m sticking around. How about you?
Now that our house renovation has begun in earnest (you’ll be reading about that in upcoming posts), the delivery order invoices are creating a file.
I do wonder if I’ll be able to make sense of them at some future time. They’re more cryptic than many of my poems.
Consider “¾ T&G Advantech 4×8.” What? That’s tongue-and-groove plywood. Forget the price, per unit or all together. They do make those martinis in Manhattan look cheap. Not that I’m going there.
how asocial
how essential
To counter the effects of a boring conversation from the get-go, be the more interesting person by asking questions like:
By taking the initiative and making the conversation about the other person, this selfless act of shining the spotlight on someone else first gives you the edge – making you the more interesting person in the room.
Gee, I am wondering where I copped this.
I was tempted to make that “stoned age,” but I was of a more tempered side of the hippie era.
When it comes to high tech, though, I’ve leaned more toward neo-Luddite. You know, face-to-face and keeping people employed. That’s why I go inside to a teller at the bank, rather than an ATM or drive-thru. Ditto for fast food.
One way my family has of nudging me in the other direction is in their Christmas and birthday gifts to me.
Well, my clumsiness therein is another matter.
Here are some examples.