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You can’t see a thought, you can’t measure, weigh, nor taste it – but thoughts are the most real things in the Galaxy.” –Robert Heinlein

“It’s the thought that counts.” –folk “wisdom”

“The thought without action isn’t worth the non-paper it’s written on. It’s the thought-driven ACTION that counts.” –Me

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I may not be able to see a thought, but I thought I’d try drawing one. [bemused sketchy smile]

cantankerously unobstreperous

curmudgeons may include him, her, and you
and dogs who howl and bay to fill the moon
not mentioning an undynamic duo
that carries on more frenzied than haboob
antagonism coexists with brothers
neanderthalic whims take to the street
kerfuffle ends, but soon will be another
euripedes was ofttimes indis-crete
rasputin took some hits, but none too deep
olivier became a drilling foe
upended abel’s brother was no keeper
soliloquizing hamlet sez hell/o
life reads as epic, wit reads like a senryu
you turn a scowl to grin–you pay your dues

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Can you find the twelve curmudgeons in this sonnet?

Don’t bother, he said grumpily.

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This image was taken on my phone camera, e-mailed to onewithclay@hotmail.com, photoedited on my Samsung laptop, and posted above. I love 21st Century tech. Normally I’d have scanned the page, but I’m not at home. That’s why it doesn’t look like the usual.

As for Shame, it unduly warps our feelings, our behavior, and our relationships. It’s a shame I can’t say more, but I’m late for lunch. [sad face]

This beautiful light display was on the ground by the truck Denise and I were getting out of, in the parking lot of the Cottonwood Recreation Center. I would have liked to have drawn this. Instead, it’s a Found Art Object. The concept of Found Art was originated by Marcel Duchamp most of a century ago.  Now I am one of its promulgators, and happy to be so.

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