Ginny was not so sure she liked Angie's courtship calculations.

Whoa!
If I can't trust Atoms
because they make up everything,
does that mean I might
not really be here?



(Thank you to Chaz Benedict.)

Is that you he thought he said.

The Secret Dreams of a Dainty Dog Walker

She was one who loved to chase after
a good fantasy-making disaster,

be it girls without curls,

teeth without jaws,

or artistic auto wrecks

in the local corn field.

All I ever need, she mused,

is my devoted Muffin
and a good mud bath.

There's that treasure again,
taunting me into a sweat,
knowing I'll never have a taste
for dirt and digging.

All of a sudden she realized she had come home to seven women

in synchronous menses and she hadn't yet asked for help with

deciding the dinner menu.

(Thank you to Sylvia T. Anderson.)

"It's gonna REALLY be one of THOSE days."

During the Woo Woo Wars

there roared three wise women,

all of whom managed to preach love

with fascinating verisimilitude.

Buzz was broadly bugged

when Bradley bowed out.

Hey!

Watch where you're aiming your thoughts, Dude!

A Humble Horticulturist Knows His Succulents

Al watched in amazement as the little man embraced

the needle-tipped thorns thrown by the angry, offensive barrel cactus,

joyfully turning the javelins into points of optimistic conjecture

revolved around spearing sausages, olives and watermelon

in preparation for a tasty evening meal.

Skirting the issue.

Well, hang it all, Hank.

Looks like we've happened upon

a positive point of view

that has lost its perspective.

Hmmmm.

Either that, or we've lost our own.

Two cool ideas

meet beside a shadow of doubt.

An Abstract Afternoon Uplift

Standing here with you,

Looking from this mighty fine perspective,

It's quite a hoot!

Oh, phhhooof, little one,
Let me be!

I'z just a cranky ol' steam ship

Blowin' off steam,

Floatin' this ground boat,

Headin' down stream.

Care to play an xxxx-game?

Ooooooooo, yes!

Sometimes life just stumps me.

The Great Orator's

questioning mind

makes a run for it.

Fried Friend and a Freight Train

Yo! Jay!

Wake up!

My moral compass

has me blasting through

and I think you're

lying on my

trajectory.

(snort)

Huh? whaa?

(sniffle)

Toot!!

Toot!!

...mfph...

Here, coffee's served in the caboose.

Squishy wishy little fishy

watching for a clean tomorrow.

Blind Bess on Her Morning Rounds

Hup, hup, hup, hup!

Steering up, up, up, up!

I is one juicy fruitcake

scooting through shadows

and chasing off battles,

tapping so sunnily

bright songs in the light.

No, Lars, I don't plan on arguing
inside your personal space.
I'll just stand nearby,
outside the ring,
and spectate.

But I like it in this cubicle, Jules.
I can hear myself snicker as life rushes by.

...uh...
I'd appreciate a little clarity on this.

Aaaaa!

Look at thaaaaaat!
(In charge of the world
from a place that's well swirled.)

Ah. Yes.
I see and golly gee.
(A pleasantly agreeable adopt

with a silent inner full stopped.)

Breakfast Briefing

What's that falling from the sky, Mama?

It's called Manna from Heaven.

We don't ask why it falls

or what it could mean.

We don't question it.

We just eat it.

Sounds a little chicken to me.

(Woof!)

Eat up, dear.

Ice Cube in a Family Fix

Kids, kids!
Nix the argument!
We've lost little Lotty
in an emotional melt down.

When my hormones meet springtime energy

it's just a bunch of cheer-cheer-cheerpin' madness!

Fighting off those

Tears and fears,

That's what friends are for.

Five Points of View

.

?

...Phoof...

Phoooooooooot?

Phoooo! Phoooo! Phoooo!

Mouse on Facebook overdrive.