for soubriquet

When a hug is impossible ...

I give you 'Man Pie'

xxx

life lesson #389

Unless some sweetness at the bottom lie,

who cares for all the crinkling of the pie?
 William King, The Art of Cookery (1708)

I mean, let's face it - how many times have we bit into something that LOOKS deliciously juicy and spat it out immediately because it was horrid ??  How many people have we secretly envied their beauty, grace, style or ...?? And found them to be utterly vapid ??  And who in their right mind would forgo the pleasure of digging down to the bottom of sweetness ?

I rest my case.

xxx

The World's Lap

The spirit keeps wanting to float off into Italian
frescoes, dissolve into acacias,
fall lightly like dust into the Indian Ocean.
Meanwhile the body, tired mule,
pushes the grocery cart through Perishables.
The math is simple.
Spirit + body = a sadness machine.

Subtract either spirit or body and you’re left
with a story
problem for actuaries. 
Guillotines make permanent separation a snap.
Ditto famines and plagues,
ditto waves if you try to cross
the ocean without holding fast to a floating object.

But how to keep the machine happy—
supply it with live clams and dead auteurs? 
Dance it through corn mazes
in the Midwest? An owner’s manual
would help, but how does one translate
the Upanishads of the clavicle,
and where do you add oil in a sadness machine?

Once in a San Jose park, on vacation, I asked
my daughter, Where are we?
She looked up at me: My dolly sits
on mine lap, I sit on yours lap, you sit
on the chair’s lap, the chair sits
on the world’s lap. There are a million
ways to say California. Only a few promise rest.


~ by Lance Larsen
xxx

when in doubt ...

The most important thing in life is to be yourself.  Unless you can be 

Batman, always be Batman.

via: Assorted

xxx

SOS ~ for dave who does not mow grass ~ SOS

Hiya Dave!  I've been leaving you messages at your blog.
But I'm not sure if you're home.
My messages disappear.
Maybe you're deleting them and that's OK WITH ME, Dave.
Or maybe I'm SPAM.
But really, all I want to do is say:
Hi Dave!
xxx

 a musical interlude:

Big Love by Little Village

Carrie Rodgriquez does a sweet cover of this song,

but I like the grit and honey of the original.

xxx

air mail

On the hunt for a letter box
I took the letter through the city.
In the big forest of stone and concrete
the straying butterfly flickered.

The flying-carpet of the stamp
the staggering lines of the address
plus my own sealed truth
soaring now over the ocean.

The Atlantic's creeping silver.
The cloud-banks.  The fishing-boat
like a spat-out olive stone.
And the pale scars of the wakes.

Down here work goes slowly.
I ogle the clock often.
The tree-shadows are black ciphers
in the greedy silence.

The truth's there, on the ground
but no one dares to take it.
The truth's there, on the street.
No one makes it his own.


~ by Tomas Transtromer
from New Collected Poems
trans. by Robin Fulton

xxx

austin ain't no cowtown ...

But they DO love their longhorns!!

Uncommon Objects on SoCo, Austin

UT Austin Co-op

McD's Austin, TX

Woo Moo ??

Longhorn Mania, UT Co-op

Hook'em Horns

For $7.99 a head, you can buy your own herd

I dream of cows in psychedelic color

Mural inside Lucy in Disguise, SoCo, Austin

Allens Boot Company, SoCo, Austin

Allens Boot Company, SoCo, Austin

Barber Shop - No Bull

Dapper Cow

xxx