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Sit tight, don't
blow the scene.
Know what I
mean, Jellybean?

"Techno Tom was morosely stirring half a pint of sugar into his coffee, no doubt figuring the sugar blast would quadruple the jolt from the Diner’s caffeine.  Freddie Fairlane, one table over with the other Flatheads, the vintage car guyz, watched for awhile then moseyed over to sit at Tom’s table.  “You seem a little down in the mouth, amigo,” he said.  “Lose your best friend?” .... Read more

Bit my thumb,
that was dumb,
infected now,
I'll soon succumb.

"Good grief"
said he,
as he knocked
on the door.
"I had no
idea, you were,
on the 30th floor.

Buy me a drink
the next time we meet
and I'll tell you a story,
which will be my treat.

My eyes lit up
when I espied,
these local beauties,
said the ubiquitous fellow.

Most of us red blooded freedom loving Americans hate to take a vacation, not because we are fun-averse, but because when we come back to the Job, we have to work doubly hard to catch up with all the unfinished bizness we left behind.  I should know, having just returned from a three week road trip cross country to find all the backlog waiting open jawed. Read more 

High was the flame,
as it leapt through the grill.
I sucked on a beer
and guzzled it like swill

Up the old river,
aboard a canoe.
Don't just sit there
you must paddle too.

When it is time.
there are no more rays,
nor will it matter,
the number of days,
left in this sad life, ours.
Should have spent more money
on the flashiest of cars.

I turned on the faucet
until the water was hot,
soaking my hands,
for arthritis I've got.

Puzzles puzzle me,
no matter the type,
to answer questions,
to fill in the blanks.
We do all of this
with no gratitude or thanks.