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on a mission to live life to the fullest

this morning anyway

i walked 2,379 steps from my doorstep

to the ole brass rail, a sports bar and grill

and asked bar lady kristi[e] for an irish coffee

and a menu

..

the steak & eggs was tempting

but the breakfast burrito was six dollars less

and promised “spicy beef” so

breakfast burrito it was

and nice trimmings to boot

and i was fulled and filled with its generous portion

..

lots of screens with sports stuff

diverse & friendly staff and clientele

(times have changed here, i am glad to report)

fair pricing

so yeah

this day off is well launched

and i will go full from here

to fuller after a ceramics studio session

to fullest when i use my phone

and hear sweet Donna’s voice

Here is a syrupy, sappy, cartoony glimpse at romantic love. Cupid fires a barrage of love-arrows at a couple who is already kissing. Cupid gets undeserved bragging rights because the love was already there. What a devious creep Cupid can be!

true LOVE real

there’s a sleevéd heart to wear

romance comes for two to share

ultra-laved in buttered shea

eh, laissez entrer le Soleil

I don’t know what Shea Butter is, but it must be good stuff, judging from all the advertising, so I laved. Mostly I needed to rhyme a word ending with A and a word ending in L.

The last line roughly translates from the French as “What the Hell, let the sunshine in.” Cheers!

Last week, hastily I turned a lump of clay into a semblance of a bird,  then wrapped it to slow its drying. When I took it out this morning I decided to finish sculpting it with no help from any tools. As ways the goal is to become a better sculptor.

The clay is firm but still has some flex to it. I was able to change the overall shape with careful squeezing compression with two hands. It was possible to remove a small amount of clay from the (unreal) tail section, making eyeballs for the lady’s head, but I then faced the challenge of affixing them, and I didn’t want to use saliva, finding the prospect literally distasteful. Luckily I had a small amount of perspiration around my temples, and I harvested as much of it as I could, and now I need a shower. 🙂

Fingernails came in handy for making curves curvier and sun shapes less ambiguous. I’m not too obsessed with perfection–Nature herself is loaded with imperfections–but it improves a work of art to reduce, if not eliminate, internal inconsistency.

Here’s bird-eyedly looking at you, Friends!

the conflicting views/and subsequent arguments/sucked the oxygen.

fluff a kerfuffle/and make feathers ruffle: a/game oafs like to play.

guess. test. revise thought./the scientific method:/anti-kerfuffle.

why do we argue/about stuff no one can prove?/it passes the time.

argumentative/representatives preen; wax/reprehensible.

Vague Point Taken

Vituperation is EXPLOSIVE–worse than TNT

And vengeance dooms a soul to drown, engulfed by churning sea

Go hunt, go fish, go kickbox, and you may make bones to break

Upstanding citizens lay low in presence of a snake

Extremist thoughts may entertain but structure cannot take the strain

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I make of this what I would, readers, friends, and invite you to do likewise.

the bank that tells us what to do

the bank’s very name tells us what to do.

it has us chasing a new car, chasing a house, chasing investment income, chasing material dreams,

all sorts.

we have been pre-approved, probably

since before we were born,

so as we drive past the blue-logoed branches,

each logo is a reminder

of our duty to pursue,

our mandate to be never content.

therefore, having money in our checking account,

and having bought that car

with help from the automotive loan personnel

or algorithm thereof,

the blue-logoed bank diminishes our wealth

each month

painlessly as possible

with an automatic withdrawal.

.

long ago chase manhattan bank

and the j. p. morgan company

found it more suitable to collide and collude

than compete.

.

jupiter pierpont morgan died more than a hundred years ago

but his acquisitive soul lives on

and we scamper at his whim.

CHB

Caress the cover

Have a look

Ah a lover

Needs a book.

Get that wordplay

In your piece

Now or Thursday

Grip/Release.

Hear a reading

And take part

Nurture seedling

Drawn with heart.

Savor stories

Bred eclectic–

O, the glories!

Ouch, the skeptic!

Keep your journals

Stuffed with notions

Tossing kernels

Onto oceans.

Reading’s fine as life itself!

Each sweet dream deserves a shelf.