Tuesday, September 29, 2026

Chickens & Eggs

 





So, did Elvis change the world or was the world changing and he got swooped up like the rest of us? How about the four lads from Liverpool? Maybe we just use our pop culture icons as bookmarks to put together our own history. The Von Brauners and Nervous Norvus and Starvin' Marvin Schwartz probably don't bring tears of nostalgia to your eyes like they do mine.

Some kid, someday, will look back on this era of perpetual war, self-centred oligarchs, and school kids as collateral damage and wonder if these spineless, evil blowhards were responsible for this wasteful mess or if they were merely in the wrong place at the wrong time.

We could surely use some heroes.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.




Friday, September 25, 2026

These Must Be The Good Old Days






Somehow I've always managed to make mountains out of molehills. Whoever said, "Buck up- times are hard for all of us!" surely had me in mind.

You're born, stuff happens and you die.

You might as well enjoy yourself in the meantime and if you can help make anyone or anything else happy in the process, go on, then.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.



 

Tuesday, September 15, 2026

What I Was






Nothing prepares you for the end, yet it's all preparation for the end when you get right down to it. When you're gone, how long do you suppose they will remember you? Who cares?

Step lightly and make smiles. Not much matters and, yet, everything does.

You might screw up at some point. Maybe you already have. Don't wring your hands and fret- do something worthwhile. If there's not a little old lady right there ready to cross the street and you're not up to curing cancer or ending war, adopt a pet or call an old friend.

I hope you didn't come here looking for something profound.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.



 

Monday, September 7, 2026

Some Days Nothing Rhymes






Is it the pinnacle of arrogance or the nadir of self esteem to conclude that you're as bright as they come and that you don't know much?

The small mark that you leave depends on the kindness that you've shared when the results are tallied. I'm sure of that.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=td9m9I0N3UU
 

Monday, August 31, 2026

Geography Homework

 





Nothing to worry about, at least nothing that worrying will help. Here I am at this point in life, with no drama in my life. I don't want to jinx anything here, but this is sorta' the way that I always thought life should run. 

Oh, I fret about every abused farm animal and I can't avoid the fashion of bigotry that I thought was history. Heck, I worry about the snails on the sidewalk after the rain. I do what I can.

My little corner of paradise, though, serves as a reminder that I have everything that I have ever dreamed of. I hope that you find yours.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.




Tuesday, August 25, 2026

Your Winter Or Ours?






How much time do we waste worrying about the way other folks do things? First of all, who cares?

Birds sing and creeks babble. Why would I want to listen to some blowhard preacher or politician tell me what to do? What's right and what's wrong?

Turns out that I'm an even slower learner than I thought.

Most of my heroes screwed up from time to time. In fact I'll bet they screwed up regularly. That's alright. Stick with love. You'll do okay.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.



 

Thursday, August 13, 2026

Only Slightly Deficient






By the time I got to Paris, Man Ray was gone. Kiki, too. Long gone. Of course it's a beautiful city, just not the magic that I dream of.

Key West is certainly a gem. A tropical paradise, indeed. Plenty of debauchery to go around and the fun never stops. I missed the days before waiters could no longer afford rent and Mercedes outnumbered rusty bikes, though.

I love New York and the place has always been good to me. I never saw Willie at the Polo Grounds, however, and I never witnessed a ticker tape parade.

Oh, I could go on and on about San Francisco or London or New Orleans. You know- a day late, a dollar short. Don't get me started about Nashville.

Here I am, finally, at the centre of the universe. Portland, Dorset hasn't happened yet. Probably never will. Certainly not in my lifetime it won't. Fine!

Best weather in the UK. Ha! If you don't mind a little breeze that will take your laundry away. In other words, that's a low bar, meteorologically speaking. Nobody locks his bicycle, though, and someone stumbles across a big dinosaur bone on the beach from time to time. The place seems short on the debauchery front, so we manufacture our own.

The magic? I found it.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n3ZfnyVP6aU