Life Is A Great Big Hang Up

"Wherever there's a hang-up. You'll find a Spider-Man!"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4o29VoxtsFk

Blood and Treasure

Hey Cow! I See You Now.

My Sister nicknamed me "Cow" 30 years ago and I've always loved JOE RAPOSO'S vocal performance on the SESAME STREET Classic Film - HOW MILK IS MADE.



moo.

Lemonaide

When Life gives you a broken arm - make a kitty hammock!

Happy Mudder's Day!

Legal x 2 + 2 = 44

ALARMA

HICKSON 44

HSL-44

44 lb. ROCKFISH

AS11-44-6576

HAROLD CARTER'S ILLUSTRATION 44

DONALD AND DAISY issue 44

44 BC

44 BOARDS

US TITLE CODE 44

TIMOTHY 44

The CURSE of VERSE (for better...worse) IV

OH!
I fixed my kitten
then I broke my arm-
the Universe's Irony is sick with charm!

To an Existentialist it meant no harm.
That's just how the car is totaled on the karmic farm.

-repeat

Next Week!

It's SPAY BOBBIE MONDAY! But don't tell the cat.

The Continuing (Endless?) Adventures of Monkey

Monkey stuck to the trail as the Wise One had instructed - occassionally leaving his feet to hang as he traveled the trees hand over hand. Exhaustion began to whisper in Monkey's ear - Rest! Sweet Monkey, lie down and let my sleep take you!

Monkey shook his tired head and blinked his eyes against the thought. The wind drew a tear from Monkey's eye and in it it saw the gleam of red - Jungle Red - he knew the Pagoda was near.

Walking now, his strength renewed, he aimed his ambling gait - straight and tall like a Man - he strained and toward the Sweet Pagoda he strode. Soon I will dream, Monkey whispered...

...and the winner is...

Most Likely To Have The LOWEST APPROVAL RATING IN THE HISTORY OF THE UNITED STATES PRESIDENCY.

Legacy, Schmegacy.

When Last We Left...

Pet Shop Boys


... our young-ish hero/anti-hero LITTLE TIMMY TEN TOES had uprooted the rickety and thoroughly questionable TREE OF SO-CALLED LIFE he lived in Mini-no-place and moved the whole damn thing to Texas. He "loaded up the truck and he moved to Beverly, Hills that is... swimmin' pools, movie stars..." or at least to the capitol of North Texas Suburbia - Arlington.

"Oh, Arlington, thy streets are filled with day-laborers while thy churches stand air conditioned and empty.

Thy strip-malls endless as they chain thy streets, NAILS, TAQUERIA and KIDNEY DIALYSIS (no lie) wall to wall to wall.

So served, art thou, by malls and restaurants - do thy children sleep comfortable and full?

Now build the yard where 'Boys can play and past thy little boys stare."

He wrote a tiny verse. Awkward, insolent and heartfelt - all three, I know. Seems odd.