Saturday, July 22, 2006

Froggy

The following entry is an excerpt from “Fill It to the Top” & “The Twin Chronicles,” Two story books written as gifts for my family: Christmas 1994 &1995.

FROGGY

A bowl of corn flakes, a piece of toast, maybe some chocolate milk and we were off to see Froggy. Froggy lived next door in Fofo and Florence’s backyard in the wishing well that was made of rough mortar and baseball-size rocks.

The wishing well was falling apart. It was more than half-way filled with dirt, bits of bricks and a variety of items like small broken pieces of charred wood and tiny pieces of concrete, chunks of thick, green, brown and blue colored glass.

An old wooden fence separated our backyards. We had to slide a loose slat over so we could walk through. Just a few more steps away… our friend, comrade and much to our delight; waited Froggy, Our treasure and gold mine of joy. The first time we spotted Froggy was serendipity at it's finest! After that first chance encounter with our friend there were many planned visits.

We sat comfortably on the short stack of lumber next to the well, leaning over to look inside. There was plenty of space for someone to sit on the wall of the well and it was the most perfectly wonderful place to be in the world.

The day Mark and Mary, four year old twins, setting off just after breakfast to hunt, not exactly knowing what they were hunting for. What a discovery! Froggy was all but weathered and brittle, broken bits of discolored sponge. Our find, nestled, just so, cozy, comfy, and always happy to us.

Froggy was quiet, we didn’t care, we managed to communicate and talk about everything and nothing at all. We enjoyed the company of our friend and getting lost in the magic of youthful innocence. Those lifeless pieces of dried up sponge came to life. Our special little friend was as old as time and as brand new as the first light of day.

The short visits seemed so timeless. We reveled in our little self-contained flights of fancy where our imagination took us to far away places, questions answered, observations made and wishes granted.

Froggy enhanced, entranced and enchanted the lives of two people forever. I hope you have known a friend like Froggy somewhere in your life as well.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Happy Birthday Sophie!

And a very Good and Happy Birthday wish to Mark's Hunny Bunny and my precious SOPHIE! Happy, Happy Birthday to you Sophie!!!
Here's to all the goodness you have shared with me, for all the days and nights you have sent good thoughts, blessings and prayers my way, for fun times, tender times, good laughs, for being such an exemplary member of The Hunny Bunny Brigade and for being such a good big sister to Mark & me.
All God's Blessings to you always.
Now go give 'um hell in the wild blue yonder!
xo,
me

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Congratulations!

The following was a fictitious sample memo requested by a prospective employer some years ago. I dug it up and felt like posting it here. I think I'll start entering a few other published items of mine for the fun of it. I'd like to do the tighten up with this Blog site. The Dog Poet has a hell of a Blog thingy going on, quite impressive and makes me think; "That's what this little bloggy want's to be like when it grows up". Anywhooo:

MEMO TO:

Mr. Orbit Popejoy,
Director National Space and
Aeronautical Administration
Washington, DC 61723

Dear Mr. Popejoy; September 23,1962

Please accept my Congratulations on the official start of NASA and your position as Director of this extraordinary project!

We as a nation embark on a landmark endeavor only imagined before.
An assignment of this magnitude requires nothing less than the highest degree of excellence, and nothing more than the complete commitment of a brave, bold heart and mind.

The responsibilities of this program are vast and present unfathomable
possibilities. We are challenged with the distinct opportunity to blaze many trails in the advancement of human kind through space
exploration. The cost is understood and will be tremendous. And by the Grace of God, the trials will serve as a reminder to fully appreciate the tribulations.

I look forward to an exciting and productive alliance with you as the
United States of America propels itself into a new era of discovery.

Sincerely,


John F. Kennedy,
Commander In Chief
United States of America
Washington, DC 23123

Cc: R. Baron, Director of Mission Control, NASA
Cc: J. Rocket, Vice President USA
Cc: S. Hawkings, Ph.D. Physics, Astronomy, and Science-MIT

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Bloggity Blog

This Blogging stuff is so 21st Century. It's like tagging, tatooing & leaving some type of mark for God knows who to come along and see whatchoo got to say. "Bruno Was Here." Hey, I'm over here. Do you give a shit?
A platform for venting, ranting, raving about whatever you please. Here's where I'm feeling particularly grateful for Freedom of speech and expression in my little corner of the world. Or at least that's what I think.

I heard an NPR http://www.npr.org/ story the other day about a group of people that were thown in jail for praying in the privacy of their home. They were Christians in mostly Islamic territory. Americans and many others are spoiled, and take for granted our freedom to do so much, say whatever to whomever, where ever. God speed to those who know such oppression and even more ugly, unimaginable darker sides of unjust humanity.

We can be provocative or prestine with our rhetoric. It's our call here @ Bloggerzville. One never knows what one will find. I myself have not dug into anything too terribly raunchy as a blogger, the need for that hasn't struck me yet. Well, unless you count that "But crack" antecdote, that one day? Now in my back yard sharing grinz-n-giggles with palz over drinks and such is another thing. Don't get me wrong I can get raunchier than raunch...but here? Nah, it could come back to bite me on the ass.

Anywhoo, Peace out until next time I want to ramble, rant or rave about God knows what.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Mother Nature Matinee & The Late Night Show

So the long and short of it goes something like this;
The weekend started with the most beautiful double rainbow.
All the colors of the spectrum so elegantly placed across the eastern sky as far as your outstretched arms can reach.

I can't find a roll of film to capture the awesome phenomenon. Phooey.
Well then we'll just marvel at the rainbows while we can.

The rains continues on and off throughout the weekend and as we wind down Sunday night,
I do a double take on the magnificant moon. Big, bright, bold and beautiful. It's the kind of moon that is eye popping and catches you unaware. With a glance...there he is, the man in the moon, as crystal clear as can be.

The drizzle, then the pounding, pouring rain. It turns torrential in a hurry, everything and everybody is drenched and soaking wet. Lighting bursts out with explosive, intimidating force, crashing into the heavens as the bolts of electricity darts and thrusts in flashes of fury.
The thunder rumbles and roars, crackling, crashing into the spectacular display of arial excitement.

It's been fun to witness all of the natural sights and sounds of these past few days.
An Extravaganza! Powerful & Humbling!!!

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Daylight, Dusk & RAIN

My favorite time of day, when the sun has just set. Night pushes the daylight to the side. A Yinny/Yangy thing going on. The moment is a study of dichotomy as the sky is lit with hovering shade.

The light here is magical and the sunsets are a sight to behold. The sphere melts into the horizon with brilliant blood reds & blazing orange, yellow & bright white. The Sun bursts with a kaleidoscope of stunning streaks of sterling silver & pure gold. The colors of a bruise resonate with slivers of black & blue & purple reaching out with one more bold curtain call of color. Onlookers applaud with an ovation of inspiration, wonder and awe.

The air is sweet with the recent visiting rain. The thirsty earth begs the sky for more cool liquid refreshment, replenishment that offers rebirth to wilting life. People, pets, plants & trees seek relief in search of water. The relentless harshness of the sun creates crusty, dusty hot days of summer. The land and river beds cracks and cries, desperate for water, anything to keep from shriveling up, dropping dead and out of sight from heat exhaustion.

Then the rain, the wet sweet thrust of aqua pouring over like a blanket comforting an unsettled infant, quenching many a thirst, prompting a prayer of gratitude to the rain maker.
Ahhh the rain, how sweet it is.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Ahhh the Rain, how sweet it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, July 02, 2006

July 2006

Well here we go, plunging right in to another month resplendent with balmy weather, fireworks, brunching with great former coworkers, radio airtime & Happy Birthday wishes to all you birthday babies of July!

To be productive or loaf on a hot, humid, sunny day?
That is the question and these kind of decisions I like.
No doubt the feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment will follow after taking care of a few chores, that's a good thing no doubt.
On the other hand lounging around, taking it easy doesn't sound to awful either. I think I'll take care of biniz and then lounge about, yeah that's the ticket and actually already in place.