from BIlly Collins

All I wanted was to be a pea of being
inside the green pod of time,

man

I became a man today. I bought a bathroom rug that matches my shower curtain.

update on Mom

Hey everyone. Mom has finished all her chemo treatments successfully. They made her tired, lose her hair, and have the other typical aches (and pains . . .redundant?). She started radiation and will be doing that every week day through august. Thanks for all the prayers. It's hard to believe how smoothly it's gone.

print

Anyone have any idea of how to get a print of this picture? I've tried allposters.com. It's an awesome print up close.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/david_rytell/2539541893/

swimming

If someone has gone off in the deep end, would we consider them a shallow person?


(yes, joanna, I'm well aware that I used "them" for "him or her" :-P )

fame

I have reached the height of my fame today. I was in the Searcy Daily Citizen.

cleaning through poetry

I've been cleaning out my poetry folder and found this. . .and just couldn't resist!:

I hate the way we call the insides of fruit ‘flesh,’ as though we were cannablizing our own. With every crisp bite into an apple we rip off a chunk of meat from another person. With every slice into the skin of an orange, we flay our brother. With the dicing of pears into cute little wedges, we are filleting our parents and children. ‘Our breathren are already in the field.’ How can we stand idle while these atrocities occur? Join me in my cause, good fellows, and together, we will fight for the rights of fruit! To strive, to seek, to find, but not to yield!