Monthly Archives: April 2013
I KNOW MY RIGHTS
Good morning. Rinse out your cup and pull up a chair. “How I love my morning cup of joe, Without it I am just so-so. My attachment to it doth grow, To get a second cup I go.” – Susan Van Hook One of the rewarding things about being a writer is being able to … Continue reading
If THIS Is What Real Life Is All About . . .
“Why can’t the world be like I thought it was when I was nine?” “I’m tired of being an adult. If anyone wants me, I’ll be in my cardboard-box fort with some Oreos and milk.” “I’ve had it with this crap! The whole world needs a good, long recess. Or an enema.” “Good? It may … Continue reading
GOOD NEVER HAS TO WEAR A MASK
A sense of foreboding seemed to permeate even the fickle Spring weather, normally-accepted clouds now suggesting a dark theme to the day. The gray-blue underbelly of the overcast was doing its best to browbeat the Spring songbirds. The birds were unimpressed. Their raucous joy fed Granger’s own soul, still dismayed at the sudden, tragic events … Continue reading
IT’S NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU
A single piece of a puzzle isn’t worth much. It can have vibrant colors and intricate patterns but without the rest of the puzzle it’s meaningless. A piece of a puzzle trying to make it alone is as senseless as the rest of the puzzle deciding it doesn’t like that one piece, and trying to … Continue reading
THIS IS NOT THE LIFE I ORDERED – A Granger Story
It was draining. You know–not really raining but too wet to be called a drizzle? Like that. Draining. It fit my mood. Grey. Drab. Unremarkable. Yeah–draining. I was wearing a quilted flannel jacket but I’d forgotten a hat. No. Truth. I just didn’t wear one. The only reason to wear a hat is … Continue reading
THE DIP IN THE ROAD
Hey, gang- I’m making a fresh pot; what I had sat there long enough to become intolerable for coffee: tepid. Got busy doing chores and actually did the unthinkable: I–(blush) . . . I let the coffee get cold. I know. Hard to feature. Ah. Here we go . . . They were driving leisurely through … Continue reading
My 3 Fav Peeps: ME, MYSELF & I
‘Mornin’. Slide your mug or travel cup over and let me pour some South Pacific blend medium-roast. Been waiting for you. Ready? You have permission to stop being the center of your universe. You talking to me? I don’t have to listen to this. . . Do you have any idea who I am? Nope. … Continue reading
from BLESSED!: UP YOUR NOSE WITH A RUB—-No, Wait . . .
Prior to Spring of ’97 I never knew what an NG tube was. I soon found out. NG is medical shortspeak for a nasogastric tube. Given all sorts of positive spin, the NG tube was actually developed by J. Farnsworth Grimes, a three-time washout of medical school. An eccentric inventor at heart with a wicked … Continue reading