Sunday, December 30, 2012

Time to find a new path


Friday, June 29, 2012


Mimere’s  steak sandwiches, Andy’s homemade hooch, Tom’s fried potaoes.  My favorite foods  are seasoned with memories. Each bite reminding me of special people and favorite places. 
Sometime in February I begin looking forward to the first tomato sandwich of the year:  white bread, mayonaise and local tomatoes, not fancy, not healthy and about as tasty as it gets.
I have never seen the people who are seasoning of my tomato sandwich.  I imagine they are older people, their property has a settled quiet feel about it, as if things had been that way for quite some time.
Their gravel driveway is flanked by twin grindstones and from early June to late September a golf cart sits about halfway up the drive.
Instead of golf clubs, the cart holds styrofoam take out containers  marked with a price from  $2 to $5, never more than that. Inside each container is an assortment of vegetables, not perfect in appearance, not uniform in size, and not more than 50 feet from the garden where they were grown.  Some cukes, some tomatoes, a squash or two, enough for a couple of meals. You select your container, leave your money in the old glass peanut butter jar and you are done. 
That old jar filled with crumpled bills represents the finest of old fashioned values, trust in people.  Not on a heroic scale, just as a part of everyday living. Being a part of that process is satisfying and I  know thats why those tomaotes taste so good.

Friday, September 2, 2011

To: Turner Classic Movies

From: R.U. Kiddingme

RE: Labor Day Programming or the lack thereof

Sept 2, 2011

It is with utter disbelief that I write to you regarding your programming for Labor Day. I would like to take this opportunity to clarify a few things:

People who watch TCM are interested in...get ready..watching movies, OLD movies

People who watch TCM are less likely to be engaging in social activities on holidays and more likely to be..shocker here..watching movies, OLD movies

Documentaries are not movies, even if they are about movie making, they are not movies.

There is a channel that you seem to be unaware of called “The History Channel”. A channel devoted to history is a perfectly fine place to run over seven freaking hours of documentaries. A channel devoted to classic movies is not.

Labor Day is a holiday for dedicated to honoring the social and economic achievement of American workers.
There are many fine OLD movies that are in keeping with the spirit of the day. The Fountainhead, The Devil and Miss Jones, The Shop Around the Corner, etc.

Just because a movie features a “working girl”, that doesn’t means it is about girls who work.

Bill Hadler has no business hosting a classic film program. EVER! Seriously what were you thinking?

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Gentle Awakening

I sit in my chair and read in the early morning light, with my dog snoring at my feet. Drinking coffee from my favorite mug.
Soon I will have breakfast, homemade bread with butter and jam.
I daydream a bit between chapters, thinking about pleasant things.
In a little while, things will change, the history channel awakened and conversation will be necessary.
Unwelcomed intrusive changes
For now, I enjoy the quiet

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

My new favorite font. Prince Valiant

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Know what I like? In no real order

Classic Disney cartoons
My dogs in my bed
Take out Delivery
Nasty Rainy Sundays
Book Reviews
Freshly Sharpened Pencils
Clean sheets
The sound of the dryer running when I go to sleep at night
Crown Royal
The smell of turpentine
The sound of a cork being drawn out of a bottle of wine
The smell of burning leaves
Being alone
Home made cookies
The ability to post anonomously because what I like most of all is privacy

Monday, August 10, 2009

Pooh Bear

"When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,'said Piglet at last,'what's the first thing you say to yourself?"

"What's for breakfast?' said Pooh. "What do you say Piglet?"

"I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?"said Piglet.

"Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing." he said."

A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh (1926)

I strive to find excitement in daily events, in mundane tasks. Some days things are easy to appreciate, the morning cup of coffee, the hot shower. Other days, I just can't seem to get out of my own head. Interestingly, my dogs have no trouble finding excitement in their daily events.
Perhaps I don't need to run across the lawn, yelling at people walking past. But it could be fun.