A.G.E's Joint

How does the Spirit move you? How do you show it? Are the shining stars around? Are you a 10 year old boy in front of a black-and-white TV Way past your bedtime In a home that is not your own? Wondering if your parents care? Wondering if the world would stop? And you would not ride your bicycle Again. 55 years on The news is still about war. Still about atrocities Still about Man's inhumanity. And yet, it is good.

  He'd always been spiritual, constantly stopping to   reflect on his life and where he was going. Twenty years in L.A. had taught him a couple of things. Controlling all the events in your life just wasn't possible and misery couldn't be wished away. It crept up when he least expected it to. The business had often made him feel alone and afraid. Every project teetered on the edge of failing and there was little he could do about it. There was no family to support or to support him and he accepted that. But he plugged on. He was back in the mountains he visited so often in his youth, working as a script consultant for a project. The funding had been only approved in the last week and the Production team needed someone with experience in the area to reconcile plot inconsistencies. The director put him up in a house on Lake Chatuge not a quarter mile down the road from the church. On a whim, he decided to see it.  Memories of Homecomings past rushed forth. Stilted gree...

 I have to admit, I was struggling this week. Mad for Plaid is not a fashion statement I have always followed. But when I started Googling, the Artificial Intelligence Gods brought me this: It makes you think of Balmoral Castle and how much of a marketing ploy the "culture" became.  Dressing up is still fun.  It's better than any of the "Pity is treason" themes I was working on. 

A couple of months ago, I went into my spare bedroom to get something out of the closet and I noticed a small brown spot on the baseboard molding. I reached down and everything along the floor was wet. On, no. It turned out I had a pinhole leak in a pipe going to my front outdoor spigot. I may have caused this problem because for the longest time, there was a hose that had seized to the threads and I tied (and failed) to use force to get it loose.  On inspection, the water was dripping from underneath the siding and flowing down toward the street.  I quickly called a plumber. Being the good company they are, they had a truck nearby and he was at the house in a couple of hours.  The hurry-up part? The pipe was fixed in about an hour. The slow-down part? I had water damage over a 4'X5' section of the wall and an unknown amount of the floor.                                 ...

Walk down the driveway Usual bills and ads Except A small envelope FPO Eisenhower CV69  Inside Feminine scipt Standing watch on a dark sea Raging in the gentle night Scope and purpose Misinformation and no information Can she come home? Soon, Sweetheart Soon.

  In the call center outside Dallas TX... Rrring! Good Day to you and thank you for calling Devil's Quill, Gluttony Central. My name is Big Bertha. How may I help you? You want to gift your skinny sister a new body? Are you sure you don't want the Petty Jealousy division? You say she force fed you stuffing and cranberry sauce and kept all the pumpkin pie for herself? Let me patch in a couple of people. Hold, Please. Rring... "Wrath Division, Sandy speaking." "I've got a suc...er... client on the phone where we can get a two-fer. You have time to sit in? "Sure." "Hello. Thank you for holding. I have Sandy from our Wrath division and he's going be able to help your issue.  "Bertha tells me you were stuffed with stuffing and cranberry sauce and you want revenge how? To stuff her? Hmmm... Let me pull the records....Oh, my. Lot's of lust and envy there. It looks like she did  this to snag your husband. Oh, you say they have been having ...

  " You better wise up ." "What are you talking about?" "That 'girl' on Facebook. She isn't real." "How do you know?" "She says she's gluten-free." "No, she's Celiac. There's a difference." "How so?" "She can't eat gluten. Not she isn't made from gluten." "Oh, what was I thinking. You never listen." "Maybe I should invite her to the Disney trip." "Are you trying to bait me?" "No. It's just she likes Minnie Mouse." "Boy, you are losing it." "Just kidding. She's half my age." "Oh, just eat your supper. I've got a headache."