The Sneeze
Little old ladies discussing plots
From their favorite TV shows
The sun catches my eye
And I cover my nose as I sneeze
They turn, suddenly aware of my existence
Regard me for a second through their bifocals
Brutual scrutiny, relaxing after a bit
They return to their debate,
Matlock versus Walker,
And I am forgotten to the critics
As they sip their morning coffee
– guess who, 03.06.00
Quote of the Day
My illusions didn’t have anything to do with being a fine actress. I knew how third rate I was. I could actually feel my lack of talent, as if it were cheap clothes I was wearing inside. But, my God, how I wanted to learn, to change, to improve!
— Marilyn Monroe (1926 – 1962)
Annoying Trick of the Day Disassemble your pen and “accidentally” flip the ink cartridge across the room.
Am I the only person who actually uses Yahoo Messenger?
If not, my ID on there is “swirlingthoughts” … big surprise, huh? 😉
Things I Don’t Understand
So I saw this story online today … it was rather sad. This man died and was in the house rotting away for FOUR years before anyone found him. He had neighbors, too … close by … but no family or friends visited in four years. The house was sold due to back taxes and the new owner found the guy in the living room.
I’m thinking to myself, Self … this couldn’t happen to me. The people of Xanga would send out a search party if I went four days without posting.
Whew.
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I read the words tremorously
Flipping my curls in my fingers
A sudden start
Almost pulling out a tendril
What powerful ideas are there
Your words like a cold blast
From the freezer
While I search for Ben & Jerry’s
Though the heat of your words
Flushes my cheeks
And makes my ears turn red
The fan gets turned up a notch
The level of the tea in my glass
Lowers rather dramatically
The straw bobs up and down
Waiting for another sip
To cool my parched mouth
Those words seem so pointed
Are they meant for the masses
Meant for someone of
Your imagination
Or meant for … no … it can’t be
Oh that I could do justice
In a return of words to you
I guess this quick rhyme
Will have to make do
Until I can rid my mind
Of your own swirling thoughts
— me, 05.15.01
Quote of the Day
Annoying Trick of the Day Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a “real hoot.”
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec (1864-1901)
The Beginning of the Quadrille at the Moulin Rouge
1892, Oil on canvas
National Gallery of Art, Washington D.C.