Around The Corner From Where He Grew Up
That photograph of her, standing against that background of wood veneer, in her dark blue suit, blond hair, black-rimmed glasses, hand raised, eyes closed. It is seared, and every time I’ve come across it this morning it has stopped me cold. It is the very picture of bravery, for me, that photo is the very essence of it. Facing them, dredging up memories of some … Continue reading Around The Corner From Where He Grew Up
The Gentlemen Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks
Dear gawd, it’s like they’ve all gone completely bonkers, and Lindsey dear, this is YOUR circus, and those are YOUR monkeys. A spectacle to behold, hissy fits at one another’s audacity to be sitting across from one another all day, fixed in a pitched battle, red swollen jowls quivering in ire and privilege. Yet, it is a heated thing, this he said, she said, and … Continue reading The Gentlemen Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks
When The Quiet Of One Is A Quieting Of All
I have a special interest in all this concerning Kavanaugh and his nomination to the highest court in the United States, well, three reasons. For one, I was born in America, even though I grew up in Canada. More so, I am the Great Granddaughter of a Judge who presided over a municipal court here in Ontario. But also, and more significant to me, I … Continue reading When The Quiet Of One Is A Quieting Of All
Oh, Those Inconvenient Twists Of Fate
Well, yes, we have entered the twilight zone, I will certainly agree with Kavanaugh on that. So, ok, all started out rather innocently, flipping through the stories of the day and came across this little tidbit that I didn’t know, that, get this, both Rod Rosenstein and Brett Kavanaugh worked with Ken Starr during the Clinton years, well, shiver me timbers. Fate? Maybe…irony? Just dessert? Both … Continue reading Oh, Those Inconvenient Twists Of Fate
Za Dudes Naked
So cute watching him up there on that stage, expounding on the miraculous success’ he has enjoyed since becoming the 45th of that once, and future, United States of America. And then a chuckle is heard throughout the crowd of world leaders at that gathering of those nations that sat before him, yes folks, laughter. Haha, literally, and a rumbling of more as discomfort grew … Continue reading Za Dudes Naked
Of Past And Future Tawdry Teenage Tales And The Train Wreck That Is Kavanaugh
Probably an old wives tale, but maybe it’s the granular element of truth that rings through, or of irony, one or the other, but I am reminded of that to live through interesting times is suppose to be a Chinese curse. Either or, the last number of days, weeks, who am I kidding, years now I guess, since the dry dignified commentary of an average … Continue reading Of Past And Future Tawdry Teenage Tales And The Train Wreck That Is Kavanaugh
The Coves That September Morn
euston again
at play once again in a salacious meadow for the sake of joy Continue reading euston again
Bumblebee And Morning Dew
Morning Walk @ Euston Park – September 15th, 2018 Continue reading Bumblebee And Morning Dew
The Hill Is Alive With The Sound Of Him Singing
Come bounding down the stairs at work this afternoon, bursting with it, big smile on my face, so blawdy happy the one other American born co-worker was there to tell. Yeah, so the whole not watching any vids after work didn’t go so well. I couldn’t help it, seriously. I mean, Manafort, cooperating “fully and truthfully” with Mueller, in a completely open-ended agreement, to testify, … Continue reading The Hill Is Alive With The Sound Of Him Singing
Of Hope And Just Because
I’m an idealist, at heart, deep inside. I hate injustice, find myself anxious watching movies where there is an injustice, and one has to wade through the movie until it’s resolved. Can’t watch those types of stories, the waiting, the knowing it will work out, of course, it will if it’s a Hollywood film at least. Yet, some love those sorts of films. Don’t become … Continue reading Of Hope And Just Because
Alibaba And The Crazy White Man With The Backward Machine
“Oh dear, a reluctant guest.” My sister would have been maybe 4 years old, give or take, we were on our way to our Great Aunts for Easter, so up their winding drive we drove, over the horse grates, someone had put in years before. All dressed up, the four of us, and mom had just rung the doorbell, and the white double doors swung … Continue reading Alibaba And The Crazy White Man With The Backward Machine
haiku you
us, i, me, they, we can be more than he, so vote for democracy Continue reading haiku you
by PaulaB 