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Day 22: My Pets. My Poem.
June 17, 2019
There is a black cat on the rug on the floor in front of me. He belongs to me. Actually I mean he allows me to feed him every opportunity he demands to be...
Day 21: Sunday Sermon
June 16, 2019
Why did it surprise anyone that Sarah Huckabee Sanders was and is a liar? Her whole belief system is built upon a lie. She will attend a church service where...
20th Day: Living
June 15, 2019
Things that keep you alive: Push-mowing your 1.1 acre yard. Sitting on a deck on a Tennessee summer evening with your three cats napping away. Ground beef...
19th Day
June 14, 2019
Your cocktail of choice is best drunk just before the sun is setting. And as the sun is setting. And as the sun has set. And after sunrise, while waiting for...
18th Day: And Night
June 13, 2019
I'm mentally tired tonight. But didn't want to break the chain. Eighteenth post in 18 days. We do get some kind of an award for this don't we? Nowadays...
17th Day: Wednesday Whatnots
June 12, 2019
Things I Am Not Doing Today... I will not turn on the television to watch the morning news. I do not need noise in my life. And that is all it is. Noise,...
16th Day: It Calls For A Poem
June 11, 2019
YOUR NAME IS MUD God was buried alone, by his own hand, in the dirt. He started it. Jesus spit in that dirt and rubbed it over a blind someone's eyes. In...
14th Day
June 10, 2019
I don't want to count the days anymore. It feels like a countdown (which it is) to a finish, rather than a count-up to whatever I'm attempting to do here....
13th Day
June 9, 2019
This is going to be crap. I have to come up with something to fulfill the 13th day. Okay. My favorite poem is Annabel Lee. My favorite milk is cow's milk....
12th Day
June 8, 2019
Have you noticed that suicide has become the new way to be "friended" and to get a "like" and a "thumbs up"? It's an action that demands a "celebration of...
Eleventh Day
June 7, 2019
I am so sick from two things this morning. Make that three. Sick and angry. Angry at my cat. Angry at me. And angry at Christianity and Mike Huckabee. Number...
Ten Days
June 6, 2019
I ate some cereal. Carbs are bad. I ate some cereal. Jealous yet? It was delicious. Near ecstasy. Calming. Sounds drug-induced doesn't it? It's food folks. I...
Nine Of A Hundred
June 5, 2019
I'm looking at a poem from the side. I cannot read it straight on. It might hurt me. It might even rhyme. That would be worse, because then it would truly be...
Eight Of A Hundred
June 4, 2019
I'm sick of hearing about: minimalism minimalistic approach minimalists Trump meets Queen Elizabeth. Trump is thinking..."God, her hair and her skin are so...
Seven Of A Hundred
June 3, 2019
I walked today. I walked 6.5 miles. I visited today. I visited a friend. Now I'll open the floor to questions.
Six Of A Hundred Days
June 2, 2019
I can't write. What is there to say? Maybe it is time to maintain a silent life. To tamp down anger and judgment. To shut the speech of knowing it all. To...
Five Of A Hundred Days
June 2, 2019
A Benadryl bound morning. Grog should be my middle name. A cocktail of weighted eyes and a muddled mind. I should receive a reward for even lifting my head...
Four Of A Hundred Days
May 31, 2019
I got cute with the title of this post. Obsession takes many forms. The "Out" is not over while I am in it. Anyways. I needed more freeform. A form of...
Three Out Of A Hundred Days
May 30, 2019
Yes. It's three out of a hundred days. Or a better way of looking at it is that its 3 out of 3 days. I don't have a hundred days. Shoot. I don't have 3 days....
Two Out Of A Hundred Days
May 29, 2019
A foggy stupor does not make for a good Tuesday morning. God is in the deatils. This is a note to self. Supplements may be a good thing. The things that...
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