I once knew a guy named Thor
Who found the church service a bore.
But it wasn’t all bad
So don’t feel too sad
For the rest were awoke by his snore.
I once knew a guy named Thor
Who found the church service a bore.
But it wasn’t all bad
So don’t feel too sad
For the rest were awoke by his snore.
I wasn’t there when Stormy died. A friend stood in my place as a veterinarian ended the misery the little horse’s reoccurring laminitis had inflicted upon him.
They had tried hard to save him, yet again, but this time the awful inflammation of blood-vessels between the hoof wall and coffin bone progressed too rapidly to be forestalled by anti-inflammatory meds and days-long ice-water foot baths.
He went to his end calmly but with his ever-present mischief: grabbing a big bite of the green grass that he had been restricted from for so long. Chant, his buddy of many years, and three times his size, waited quietly and looked back only once as he was led alone back to the pasture Continue reading
Sense and nonsense,
inverse satire, and converse.
An old man walks his chosen beat
picking up trash left by littering punks
perhaps too busy planning a heist
at the tiny store run by Pakistanis
who can’t afford security cameras-
punks too busy to use the trash cans
two feet away.
Or too lazy.
Hit ’n run driver ID’d by cops
who find his dropped cell phone
with contact numbers for “Mom” and “Dad.”
Saudi women will get vote in four years,
and may get to drive cars someday.
Which century is this?
Man survives broken leg in Utah desert
where he hiked, inspired by movie “127 Hours.”
At least he didn’t have to gnaw it off….
California patient died during nurse labor dispute.
Strange, no patients seem to die when nurses aren’t on strike.
Eleven-year-old wins Apple Bake-Off at Farmers’ Market.
Probably she wasn’t the mini-mart heist perp.
Town “poor farm” to be re-activated to sell produce,
offer workshops, run summer camps, educate kids.
No poor folks, just yuppies and earthy-crunchies.
Gas prices falling, but don’t hold your breath.
Here, Polly, let’s reline your cage….