Smells like a burnt lemon….


“And the trouble is, if you don’t risk anything, you risk even more.”

~~ Erica Jong ~~

cali wine

Winter vines, Sonoma Valley, California

Hajime…. As the old man sat, pondering how to begin, his resident familiar appeared, claiming his lap for a hammock. After ten minutes of mutually satisfying contentment, complete with purrs & hedonistic delight, she jumped down with a chirp of thanks, to nom some food. Deciding to forgo the planned fictional opening, the words of opening began to flow….

Truly, a fictional beginning might have been more attractive, in at least an artistic sense; thank goodness our purposes here have little or nothing in common with attractiveness. Otherwise, we might have spent the past few moments trying to find our way out of one my particularly obscure fantasies, with no clear reason why we were there in the first place. Fortunately for us all, I managed to avoid any such entrapment, by the simple expedient of heading off into edited reality. I suppose it isn’t the most efficacious literary outcome we might hope to experience this time of day, but, it is two paragraphs of fairly coherent conversation, for all that is worth….

Yes, I’m stuck again. Half way through an introductory section, with, still, no clear idea of how we got to where we are, nor any better idea of how to get out of it. In the interests of fair play, as well as common sense, I’ll just use one of our unexpectedly effective techniques to close it off, & not worry overmuch about how it looks, or pretends to look. Instead, we’ll just do this….

Shall we Pearl?

“Smooth seas do not make skillful sailors.”

~~ African Proverb ~~



I feel like some feel-good music, on a beach, so, here is an artist who does those two things, very, very well…. Have a good time, ffolkes; it’s easy to do with this one….


Jimmy Buffett
Live in Anguilla





Is It Alive?

Fighting into the light, words push hard to exist
each step closer to real brings another unique twist.
Shedding meaning for meaning, until bright, alone, and right
sculpting useless shapes, yet undefined, in pale morning’s light.

Never knowing the face is part of the lasting charm
bringing elegant focus, before sounding the alarm.
Advantageous time sends out messages, fears finding voice,
mulling options for flexibility, virtually without choice.

Fortunate man, who embraces the power of change;
’tis magical knowledge, bonding common to strange.
Weaving words of wonder, made strong by love and duty,
into a tapestry of life, and everlasting beauty.

~~ gigoid ~~




Naked Pearls

More notes on Life at Large…


“Every man is a divinity in disguise, a god playing the fool.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~


“One of the greatest joys known to man
is to take a flight into ignorance
in search of knowledge.”

~~ Robert Lynd ~~


“Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.”

~~ Things We Can Learn From Dogs ~~


“The greatest gift is a portion of thyself.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~


“You cannot learn to fly by flying.
First you must learn to walk, to run, to climb, to dance.”

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~


“It is in the shelter of each other that people live.”

~~ Irish proverb ~~


“And in the end
the love you take
is equal to the love you make.”

~~ The Beatles, The last lyric of their last song ~~



Somehow, we’re late; I guess the hammock time added up faster than realized. But, we did make it to the end, so, let’s not look too long into the mouth of this horse, & just get it done. In fact, let’s do that now, for I am, without doubt, done for today. I will, however, be back soon to try again…. Maybe, one of these days, I’ll get it right…. See ya, ffolkes….

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richy
and everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.

Which is Why….

Sometimes I sits and thinks,
and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


À bientôt, mon cherí….


2 thoughts on “Smells like a burnt lemon….

    • True, but, then, Jimmy & the Coral Reefers don’t bother trying; they just rock until it’s all numb… *grin*

      You have the same, bro…. I’ll try to get by, but, lot’s to do today….



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