bummer

the table is all laid out with chef salad, a wedge of cheddar cheese, a plate of expensive cold cuts, and a bottle of red wine. with all the time she spent getting the food ready, the candles ready to be lit, her date nevertheless was a total slob… knocking stuff over, and … the evening turned into a bummer of night … she vowed never again … never

Good Riddance

I finally got rid of Twitter, as I had no use for it. This is second time I have done this. The first time was early last year. Then this past fall, I started a new account. At first it was going well, but then it seemed like Twitter was on this suspension kick, which happened to me twice. Finally, I had at it with all the bullshit and what have you, that I let it dormant for awhile, and last night I finally ended it. Twitter isn’t what use to be, so I say good riddance!

so

as the hot, humid weather is here

it still hasn’t stopped me from

venturing outside and do my walks

I try to stay on the streets with

the most shade

and also try to block my mind

from how bad it is…most

of the time it works

it does keep me in shape

even though the tshirt

is plastered on my back

so…with this weather

I’ll just have to grin

and bare it

The Shadowy Tip Of Reality

“This highway leads to the shadowy tip of reality: you’re on a through route to the land of the different, the bizarre, the unexplainable…Go as far as you like on this road. Its limits are only those of mind itself. Ladies and Gentlemen, you’re entering the wondrous dimension of imagination. . . Next stop The Twilight Zone.”

~ Rod Serling, Screenwriter, Born: December 25, 1924 – Died: June 28, 1975

The Key Of Imagination

“You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into… the Twilight Zone.”

~ Rod Serling

The Twilight Zone (television series), opening narration (1961)

9:14 p.m.

it is evening

which means it is dark

the streetlamps are on

me…sitting on the couch

trying to think of what to

write along with the useless

drivel that i’ve been coming up with

maybe come tomorrow the brain

may produce something useful to

put into words

we’ll see what happens

To Much

“I used to say, ‘Things cost too much.’ Then my teacher straightened me out on that by saying, ‘The problem isn’t that things cost too much. The problem is that you can’t afford it.’ That’s when I finally understood that the problem wasn’t ‘it’-the problem was ‘me.’”

~ Jim Rohn