Happy Birthday mayremi!
Poem: Invocation
Invocation by Maurya Simon O God–who art dust mote and fern spore, salt crystal and dog-star, who art refinery smoke, cumulus, leaf-rot, dishwater and spindrift– how can I know thy invisible movements through this world, when thou inhabit even the…
Sunday!
Be a fountain, not a drain. –Rex Hudler My sambear exemplifies this statement so well. He is a fountain of love and care. I’m in a jewelry-making mood. I don’t need to make yet another mess—and I can’t find my…
Don’t Take the Isuzu
Mars, the Reality
Poem: Song
Song by John Ciardi The bells of Sunday rang us down And flowers were blowing across the town Through faucets of the sun turned on. For Mary’s giggle and Martha’s glance The bankrolls flashed from pants to pants, The Captain…
Community Icons Instead of User Pics?
I know that at one time I had things set up so that I saw the community user icon on my friends’ page when someone posted in the community, instead of seeing the individual poster’s icon. It isn’t like that…
New Descendant of Dot_Cattiness
The latest descendant of dot_cattiness: dot_gimp_snark. dot_gimp_snark is a place for people with chronic health problems to bitch about people who refuse to “get it,” or annoying doctors, insurance company snafus, disability claims, etc. The posts should be specifically about…
A Rare Friends-Only Post
I have incredibly vivid dreams. I haven’t normally written them down or talked about them much. I’ll occasionally mention something that I just can’t get out of my head to Sam, or share something particularly funny with him and Katie,…
Trying to Be More Positive
Things I can do today that don’t involve being on my feet: 1) Getting caught up on my lit class again. 2) Doing some of the work on my fall courses that I need to complete 3) Packaging some of…
Miscellany
Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus handicapped. –Elbert Hubbard No wonder Bill Cosby didn’t want to sit next to her Goliath demands slingshots be confiscated