Harold the herald
Whereas: Geraniums and gerbils and gel pens exist. Whereas: You are personally fashioned from the same stuff as hummingbirds and Harold. Resolved: You, life, and Harold are exactly who and what and where you were destined to be.
Guest post: Forever loved: Perseus
The kindest thing is often the hardest. Loving someone enough to set them free is often the kindest thing.
Ineffable Oram
It’s inevitable that you will, in certain moments, be insufferable. When you’re honest with yourself, you know you’re incomprehensible. But if the rumor is true that you’re fashioned from the same stuff as orangutans and orange groves and Oram, you are, first and foremost, ineffable.
Guest post: Dirty laundry
Having spent a significant portion of my formative years in the 1980s, a lot of my pop culture references are considerably dated. Most are still more or less apropos of any given situation.
Forever loved: Bellamy
Of course he departed on the 4th of July. Of course the cat who cried “FREEDOM!” made us cry on Independence Day. Of course the king with a heart of fire rang his Liberty Bell with fireworks overhead.
Epilogues: June 2022
We can focus on the bad or the good. The bad: It’s true. It’s terrible. National Accordion Awareness Month is over for another year. The good: YOU DONATED TWO MILLION DOLLARS OF PURE LOVE.
Belly breathing
There is a voice under the ribs that never lies. It sings all day long. If you are a cat, this truth-teller chants ancient ballads about integrity, the overlapping circles of all souls, and McRib sandwiches.
Guest post: Shattered peace
“Into each life a little rain must fall.” That, and other such dismissive platitudes, fail to comfort when the rain is a deluge accompanied by crashing thunder, tumultuous seas, fire, and brimstone. Okay, that last bit might be as much of an overstatement, and the adage is an understatement. But, there are times when our […]
Little Drummer boys
We have all known the little drummer boys. They sit in the back of the bus and the back of the band room and the back of our minds, only to vault to the forefront with the full force of life. And lunacy.
Cheesequakes, part II
Continued from Monday… Jeannie, being pure cat, is a stranger to guilt in all its guises. We, being pure perplexity, can take guilt too far.
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