RANDOM ACCENTS

thar she blows, a wink and a shudder and a quick fast rudder. A whale of a time, icewater with a lime. Bring out the goods, the time is right, lets sleep till the morning in the pale moonlight. Gone past the line, let your head light shine. she's in the path, might gonna crash, the old one burned and turned to ash. Might be my time, with the water and the lime, might be my time, so i stand in line. will be my time, gone past my prime, So you know i'll go when the moon is full, as standing on the ladder, when the night is cool. the angels come and tell me so, and who am i to not to go, when the time comes knocking, and i'm so inclined, i'll raise my head where the head light shines, and then they'll say,"johnny thar she blows'', with a wink and a shudder and a quick fast rudder, A whale of a time was had by all, yup a whale of a time was had by all. ol' snickelfrites shenanigans the sly ol' dog, got bit by the master, taught a thing or two. got bit by the master, taught who was who.

EGG-SELL-ENDT EAST-STAR

THE HAPPY CHICKEN WILL SOON BE HOPPING FROM BASKET TO BASKET, SPREADING HER PEEPS AND CHOCOLATE CHEER, A MARSH-MELLOW AT HEART. FEAR NOT MY LITTLE ONES. HER PECKS ARE JOLLY AND HER TREATS ARE SWEET. LONG LIVE THE EAST-STAR CHICKEN WHO HAD THE HOOTSPA TO CROSS THE ROAD, ONLY TO GET TO THE OTHER SIDE..........

tribute to the fallen

the pot of gold appears to have re-turned to the rainbow from which it sprang. the lightning of abundance strikes as it will, and the rains from the clouds come and go as they wither. it is these times that call to mind our dependence, not on financial bonds or future promise of material wealth, but on each other. on our God. and on our honor. these are my tributes, these are my pray-ses.... calmly hold anothers trembling hand , we all need this from time to time, each one in our personal hour of need. Allmen.

EVER MORE BLOGH BLOGH BLAGH!

A LONG TIME FORGOTTEN, ARE DREAMS, THAT JUST FELL BY THE WAY. THE GOOD LIFE HE PROMISED, AIN'T WHAT WE'RE LIVIN TODAY. WAYLON JENNINGS.

IT'S THE WEIRDESTY THING.

THE ROMANS HAD THEIR BARBARIANS, THEIR VANDALS, THEIR PAGANS, AND THEIR DRAMA...THE BARBARIANS WEREN'T BARBAROUS, THEIR VANDALS WEREN'T VANDALS, THEIR PAGANS WERE ONLY RURAL COUNTRY PEOPLE, AND THEIR DRAMA AND FALSE SPINS ON TRUTH EXIST IN OUR LANGUAGE. I WONDER IF OUR LITERARY LEGACY WILL BE TO CALL ANYONE WE DON'T LIKE A STALKER TERRORIST. THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A PATRIOT AND A TERRORIST IS WHICH SIDE WINS. SO AS MY MOTHER USED TO SAY,''PUT THAT IN YOUR PIPE AND SMOKE IT''..

WHO AM I ????

YOUNGER I WAS, OLDER I WILL BE. CARNIVORIAN I AM, FOWLITARIAN ALSO. VEGETABELIAN AND FRUITARIAN AT TIMES. GRAINALISM AND DAIRYMASTICISM IS A DAILY RITUAL. FESTIVARIANISM AND DRUNKITARIANISTIC, I NO LONGER AM. SOBERISTICISM CAME TO THE OPPORTUNASTIC FROM THE OBSESSITASTICAL PERUSAL OF QUANTUM RANDOM ACCESS/EXCESS ALTERISTIC STATISM OF HUMAN BEINGNESS. THIS INCURRED, THE FULL THROTTLE FORWARD THRUST OF NECESSITY, FINE MOTHER OF INVENTORY OBSERVATIONISM. BRINGING FOURTH THE FIFTH DIMENSION. HOMO LUMINESCENT. THIS I ARE. AND ALSO WAS.

IT'S NOT MY FAULT, I DIDN'T DO IT.

WITH ACTIVE VOLCANOES APLENTY, NATURALLY CAUSED FIRES RAGING THE PLANET, AND THE OVERABUNDANCE OF SUNSTORMS, I'M ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE I AM NOT PERSONALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR GLOBAL WARMING, IN THE SAME WAY I AM PRETTY SURE I DID NOT CAUSE THE LAST ICE AGE.....THAT ONE WAS CAUSED BY DINOSAUR FARTS, THEY WERE TO BLAME....,REALLY!....HONEST....CHECK IT OUT...

THE ANSWER TO THE QUESTION NO ONE ASKED !

In the final analysis God transcends the aspects of all religions and all religions offer paths of transcendence to the aspects of God.

Evidence of life in non predatory species evidently predates homo stasis

Does time really tick? Or does the clock no longer in the digital age? Is it water damage or dam waterage? Aquarians wonder if whatever floats your boat is congruent with the four elements of change. These and uthers at chanel for noose.

dis-dressing dis-cussing dis-lexicon

Today's floormat includes the denuding of cuss words for the dissing of wordyness.

TO CELEBRATE FODDERS DAY TODAY THERE WILL BE NO FODDER.

SOLSTICE DAY OF FATHER OF LIGHT WHO PRESIDES OVER US ALL.

Religious Dogman

Growing up as I did in the pre-dominating religion of the land in which I was grown. I was told it was necessary to adhere to the religious dogman. I supposed that when I had reached sufficient age that I would meet this mysterious being and he would explain all those things which I could not fathom in depth. I had never seen pictures of him, but supposed that he was man from the waste up, and dog from the waste down. Now I perceive that he was just a waste from the top dog down.

THE EASIEST ANSWER IS USUALLY THE BEST

My mechanic friend is really smart. A guy had his car towed in and told him that he thought the motor was blown up. It had run fine and then stopped and he couldn't get it started again. The customer was asking how much it would cost for a new motor, and a new battery as he had ruined the one in it trying to get it started. My friend said'' I don't know, leave it and let me look at it''. The customer left worried and upset. After the battery was charged my mechanic friend turned on the key to turn it over, and check for engine noise. Very astutely he looked at the gas gauge. Empty. So putting a few gallons in the truck and priming it, it started and ran just fine. Truth in the adage'' FIRST THINGS FIRST''.

IMPLIED CONSENT TO REACH BEYOND OUR GRASP

The abilities of the human species to observe and detect both strength and weakness is unparalleled in the realm of predators. We cannot outfly, physically overpower, or outswim most of that which we eat, yet we harvest all things. We were designed to outreach our grasp, to struggle within our own minds, and to curtail our own selves when the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. What do you bring to my table she asks? Only myself I answer for that is all I have to give. There can be a feast if I share with you my giving heart. So that night we went hungry feasting only on joy and love. And we were filled.

my first employee

I was in 7th grade and I realized that I could sweat less and make the same money, if I toured the neighborhoods trying to sell lawnmowing. I offered the job of cutting the lawns to a fifth grader who I knew was from a poor family. I offered to him to use my dad's gas powered lawn mower and to buy the gas. I made the sales and he mowed the first lawn only to the halfway point. Then he went home, leaving the mower right where it was in the middle of the customers lawn. I finished that lawn and the others that day. It was a hot july day and I tasted the salty sweat running down my face. I kept the money, all of it. I had earned it and I had learned that I had the responsibilities of ''THE BOSS''. Many people have come and gone since then. I have sometimes been a good boss and sometimes been a bad boss. I have learned that the worst boss is the detail oriented control freak, and the best boss is the one who will inspire individual creativity and self worth, freely giving knowledge and confidence and praise earned. I am the boss and I pay for you to learn on my time. If I let an employee struggle with a problem, it is not for my economic benefit, but for their personal growth. Do I know the answer to the problem? Yes. After a time of struggle, if they don't solve the problem, and they are willing to learn to accept my guidance, I will explain the how's and why's and wherefore's that make it all tick. Tock. You see, I am ''THE BOSS'' and that's the way I do it.

CYCLECELL ANENEMA CURE FOUND

ALL PHONES LEAD TO ROAM.

WHAT IT ALL BOILS DOWN TO IS A BURNT PAN

AFTER ALL THE SMOKE AND WE CLEAR THE AIR. I FOUND THERE'S TWO TYPES OF PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD. THOSE WHO SAY THERE'S TWO TYPES OF PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD , AND THOSE WHO DON'T.

I REALLY NEED A BELT RIGHT NOW............

THESE DAYS THE ONLY HANGOVER I HAVE IS ABOVE MY BELT. I GUESS THAT IS WHY THEY CALL ME LOOPIE.

LIFE CHOICES COURSE 101

YOU KNOW I REALLY LIKE THIS CONTINUING EDUCATION COURSE I'M IN. I DON'T ACT OUT NEAR AS MUCH IN THIS NEW SCHOOL, AS I DID IN THE SOME OF THE OTHER COURSES I TOOK. I HAVEN'T REALLY FELT THE NEED AT THIS AGE TO PUSH THE TEACHERS TO THE BREAKING POINT, WELL, PAST IT ACTUALLY. AND TO BE TRUTHFULL I DON'T WANT TO GET THROWN OUT. I'M ALMOST TO THE POINT WHERE I CAN SEE THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE FUNNEL. I THINK MY GRADES ARE BETTER THAN THEY HAVE EVER BEEN. BUT, AND THIS IS WEIRD, THEY DON'T LET YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR GRADES ARE UNTIL AFTER YOU GRADUATE. I THINK THIS IS STRANGE BUT I CAN'T CHANGE SCHOOL'S THIS LATE IN MY STUDIES. SO FOR TODAY I WILL SUIT UP AND SHUT UP AND DO WHAT I'M TOLD AND I HOPE THE WILLY NILLYNESS OF MY PREVIOUS ATTENDANCE AT THIS COURSE DOESN'T AFFECT MY FINAL GRADE. ONLY GOD KNOW'S WHAT THAT WILL BE.

memorials

the valiant lay in every field, in every land and memory. in uniform or dress they fought the battle and survived to give us life. i am the reason they lived. i am the reason they died. they gave all they had. today i honor all my ancestors that some day my descendants may honor me. the battle is a battle of the heart. the valiant lay in every field, in every land and memory............long live the dead.