The muse came to me today with the contemplative thought of what the difference is between “horse shit” and “bull shit.” On a purely sensory basis there is a distinct difference in the aroma that each one produces. However, the…
Words for the week: Obdurate, hark back, handsel, campestral, rapporteur, abominable, eclectic. The obdurate leader of the community stimulated the denizens to hark back to the time when discourse started with a handsel of decorum to all interactions regardless of…
I have often thought about my attitude during this time of year as being somewhat of a Christmas cynic or curmudgeon. I do not understand the frantic behavior of trying to find the perfect gift for someone, or the idea…
Words for the week: Assuage, Grinch, benison, utmost, enervate, canorous, fulcrum The attempts to assuage the Grinch were supplemented by a benison of the utmost magnitude. These efforts helped to enervate hostilities. This resulted in a canorous dialogue that became…
Words for the week: Vitiate, epitome, millefleur, tchotchke, frenetic, solstice, compendious: It is a curious fact that one component of a large entity can serve as a negative catalyst and vitiate an entire process, institution, system, or viable being and…
The words: Galumph, repartee, immure, lunette perennial, zibeline, nidus. Professional sports have become somewhat of a “showboating” exercise in that it seems that the athletes now feel it necessary to galumph after a particular accomplishment even if it was inconsequential…
The words: Sciential, circumvent, perspicacious, abandon (1&2), dossier, sandbag (noun/verb), Approbation The sentences: The sciential characteristics of the person in charge were lacking and with each spoken sentence it became clear to the denizens that there was a need to…
My eyes dart about beholding the physical structure around me as I sit here in a cathedral listening to spectacular music performed by professionals of the art. I marvel at the architecture and engineering of this building which is labeled…
I sit here in my little enclave at the back of the garage pretending that I am willing myself to be a writer, actor, athlete, community volunteer and so forth; when in reality I am a motionless being wandering from…
I don’t think of having a home anymore. I don’t travel much so I don’t have an extensive inventory of localities knowledge, but I now feel as though there is a not a place that I want to call home…
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