(not us)
—
at the dentist’s office
a place of trepidation
for me
waiting
waiting
waiting
when
snoop dogg’s look-alike
walks in
sits down
seems
high
as a kite
i text
sittin’ with snoop
just chillin’
guess we each have our way
of dealing with the fear
for me it’s gas
for snoop
it’s grass
he texts
probably saying
sittin’ with martha stewart
just cookin’
—
i invented ‘it’s a good thing’ before you were even born.
– martha stewart
in 1924, the akron candy company developed a small hard candy on a stick. and when it came to naming it, the sales manager came up with “dum dums” because he thought that kids would be able to say it. simple, colorful, and cheap, dum dums soon became an institution.
and on to the mystery –
have you ever wondered why some dum dums have wrappers with question marks where the flavor is normally printed? this was a marketing idea that made production run more smoothly and eating them more fun. the mystery flavor pop is a mixture of two flavors that come together when the end of one batch of candy meets the beginning of the next batch. rather than shutting down to clean it out between flavors, they made pops out of the combination of flavors – the tail end of the old, and the beginning of the new. the candy lines keep running, and the mystery flavor pops are a surprise treat every time.
p.s. for me, this was kind of like finding out about the tooth fairy. if you still believe, tell yourself that you never read this.
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credit: mentalfloss magazine
‘i’m so glad i live in a world where there are octobers.’
l.m. montgomery – anne of green gables
little guy in my class
whispering
excitedly
about
all of the things
he wants to become
chef
make delicious food
ballet dancer
the ballerinas are so beautiful
i want to marry them
artist
make pretty things
movie maker
monsters, aliens, bugs
discoverer
find things
traveler
see the whole world
inventor
make up new things
storyteller
tell stories to people
musician
make songs
but
how many can i be?
and
there is something
that i really, really
need to be the most
i need to be a dad
i have to be a dad for my daddy
because
he doesn’t have one
anymore
his daddy
my poppy
died
and
i think i’ll be
his daddy
he needs a daddy
the great man is he who does not lose his child’s-heart. ~mencius
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image credits: dailymail.co.uk, getty images
one of my all time favorites
‘once’
an indy film
shot in ireland
in just a few weeks
for only 150,00 usd
with real people
and real music
and
love and heart and soul
and the stars/musicians were shocked
when they won an academy award
for their song
and they fell in love in real life
and they made music together
and then
they broke up in real life
and stayed friends
and still make music together
and the movie was remembered
then made into a broadway play
and i was lucky enough
to see it
when it was on tour here
the stage
was an irish pub
the audience was invited up
to have a drink on stage
while the cast fiddled away
then the play began
and it was
all beautiful music and love and heartbreak and ireland
and i loved every minute of it
once.
again.
—
if music be the food of love, play on. –
william shakespeare
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movie credit: fox searchlight features
olympism is the marriage of sport and culture.
– juan antonio samaranch
not me or anyone i know,
but we do share the same room painting technique.
—
paint project
in
my loft bedroom
up high in the cottage
paint clothes on
sweat pants with lost drawstring
falling down
somehow rear end
gets painted
and
lying back
on my tarp covered bed
moved to the center of the room
painting
the low arched ceiling above
paint on my face
in my ears
in my hair
nacho the cat not the food
crying downstairs
the whole time
finally coming up
getting wet paint on him
tracking downstairs
must have been
raised by
depressed
coyotes
he does not meow
like a cat
it is more of a
soulful mourning
bug flies
into the whirlwind
and creates
a textured wall
head hit
on angled walls
time and time again
arms covered
in splatter
i stand
on tippy-toes
balanced precariously
on the edge of the stairs
to reach tiny corners
paint dripping and drying
on wood floor in kitchen below
chip it off
curtain downstairs
taken off
to avoid paint
but
rod broken in process
painting quickly
before the dark of night
when it’s impossible to see up there
in the mood lighting
wow
that’s a lot of color
i can’t wait
to see it
in the daylight
out of paint
put empty can in car
paint gets on seats
goo be gone
leaves a mark
i’ve decided
not to become
a professional
house painter
—
‘one must act in painting as in life, directly.’ -pablo picasso
eating dinner out with baby j
is always
a culinary adventure
of
the highest order
part of the meal
is often spent
below the table
and then
the appearance
of a tiny, pudgy hand
reminds me
of why
we are here
sharing
our food
and
our space.
I didn't have my glasses on.... 