Bagels never travel in first class….

Ffolkes,

Smart Bee is on vacation, apparently. The weather here is magnificent, and I have tasks to complete. These factors, combined, have precluded the creation of a fresh Pearl for today. Here is one from a bit under five years ago, when Pearls were longer, wordier, and less colorful than today’s incarnation. I hope you can enjoy it, anyway; I’ll be back as soon as I can talk myself into it…. making tomorrow a good bet…. See ya!….

gigoid

gigoid

Ffolkes,
My mind’s eye is clouded and grey this morning. No visions of beauty, or even of horror. No trite phrases, no witty repartee, and worst of all, no nonsense floating around in my head, clamoring for release. It’s all a void, empty space that I may have to try to rent out. I have fallen into writer’s limbo, that terrifying landscape where ideas run off the moment they arrive, and creativity is limited to sock colors. Where material is not merely hard to find, but actively resistant in spite of all efforts on my part to find something, anything to write about……

A hundred sinister eyes peered out from the darkness surrounding the traveler, closely following his progress on the road leading to the castle of the local lord. The traveler took no notice, his hooded face hidden as he stared downward at the back of his horse, seemingly…

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She rides swiftly through dark shadows, pale and grim….

Ffolkes,

Though the picture of the world described in this relatively ancient Pearl bears little resemblance to that we see today, there are a number of similarities, brought to light during the ranting that went on this particular day back in 2012…. I’m still dealing with events in the BBR, so this will have to do for today. It’s actually a pretty good one, so, enjoy!

gigoid

gigoid

Ffolkes,
I should know better…. Having applied for my SS Disability, I had thought that, since my last job let me go as “unfit for duty”, and since I AM unable to work due to back pain and my other physical challenges, the Federal Government, in the guise of the SS Administration, would be able to see that yes, I do need to get paid all the money I put into SS ahead of my 66th birthday.

However, in spite of my clear presentation of the facts, they denied my claim, having in their wisdom, without ever interviewing or seeing me in person, decided that I am well enough to work, able to stand for 6 or more hours a day (I can’t stand for more than 5 minutes before pain increases in my hips and back), lifting up to 50 lbs. on a regular basis, (which I can do…

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The only universal solvent is Change….

Ffolkes,

I’ve a lot to accomplish today, out in the BBR, & I’m still working on my chosen task, so, no fresh Pearl today. Here’s one from 2015, with some older yet material included. I hope to be back soon, but, needs must, Mr. Wyndigate, needs must… See ya….

gigoid, the dubious

gigoid

Ffolkes,

“Many men fancy that what they experience they also understand.”

~~ Goethe ~~

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Image from Space.com Pictures of the Day, 3/23/2015

For close to four years now, I’ve maintained a routine which gave me the time and space to produce these Pearls each morning. It’s been valuable to me, in at least one sense, if not many; if nothing else, my sanity, while never completely intact, remains sufficiently strong to resist giving in to all the parts of life which might make us unhappy by their complete indifference to our sensibilities. It may not sound like much, but, believe me, being able to find a spot of peace in this life is more of a gift than many folks, or, for that matter, ffolkes, may realize…. I do, and I appreciate it….

However, as today’s title indicates, if there is one thing we all need to stay on top…

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A delicate motif, in gold filigree….

Ffolkes,

Some mornings, after a few attempts to either follow routine, or, approach normality, it becomes clear neither is going to happen. Rather than hurt myself in the vain effort to pull it together, I’m sublimating, by furnishing y’all with some fine ranting/discussion from a few years back. This one came out during my battle with opioids, so, it may seem a bit strident; pay no attention to that, just enjoy the noise. In the meantime, I’ll be trying to find some reason to continue to resist the urge to purge the planet, while studiously avoiding asking myself why I should. I’ll be back soon enough, so, try not to weep too hard. See y’all on the flip side, if I can pull it off….

gigoid, the dubious

gigoid

Ffolkes,

Nullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementiae fuit. : “There is no great genius without a tincture of madness.” — Seneca (8 BC) — De Tranquillitate Animi, 17

This is a truism, in my world, which extends itself to include “all the nicest folks I know”; in this way, it lives up to the same piece of wisdom, first told to me by my own father, who told me while I was still quite young, “Son, all the nicest folks I know are just a little bit tetched….” Though he was from Illinois by birth, he said it in a very Georgian, or Texan, accent, with a big smile, and a twinkle in his eyes….. These, of course, were the non-verbal signals to let me know that, though said in the spirit of fun(ny), he was quite serious, and believed it to be an absolute truth…..

I’ve found this to…

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Fabulous shoes, Margo. Jimmy Choo?….

Ffolkes,

There won’t be a fresh Pearl today, for multiple reasons, the foremost of which is my most persistent demon’s reappearance at 0400 this morning. The ensuing battle continues to rage, & is distracting enough to prevent any focus on cogitation. I’ll be spending the day in meditation, when not actively struggling to douse flames of homicidal intent, & may, or may not, get to the next Pearl. Time, that mouthy asshole, will tell, as always.Y’all needn’t worry about me; I’ve lived through this before, and will do so again. For now, it’ merely disrupts my routine, which annoys Leelu no end, so, balance must be found, for both our sakes. In the interim, keep your weapons at hand, and stay alert. There is madness loose in the world; George Carlin was right, as usual; a little piece of hell breaking loose is worse than the whole deal at once. Until I can find my way back to sanity, y’all be well, & happy as you may….& I hope you enjoy today’s re-blog. This one is special, in a sense; it is the blog most recommended by WP as auxiliary reading…. See ya….

gigoid, the dubious, battling away….

gigoid

Ffolkes,

“And God said: “Let there be cats!”.

 and He was promptly ignored.”

~~ Genesis 6:66 ~~

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Image stolen from the Europa Ice Wolfie


Morning, ffolkes. Gosh, I don’t believe I’ve seen a screen this white in a long time. Empty, too. I suppose I’ll have to do something about that…. Hey, I’ve got a great idea! Why don’t I write a Pearl? Yeah, I think I will. I haven’t done that in, well, at least 23 hours or more….

You may cease the giggling now, or, wait!…. Was that a growl I heard from the back of the cabin? No need to get testy. Just because I try something new doesn’t mean y’all can just fire off like that. Think of what could happen if one of those actually hit me! Nasty. Okay, so, I know it’s not all that, or even all that funny, or compelling, or any…

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Oatmeal seems a bit punitive, don’t you think?

Ffolkes,

Smart Bee is having a snit, my nose is dripping, & I just don’t feel like writing anything. To sublimate, here is one from 2013 that came out fairy well… For my purpose here today, it works, & that’s all it needs to do. I’ll be back tomorrow, ffolkes… Well, that’s the plan, anyway…. Y’all be well, & stay alert….

gigoid

gigoid

Ffolkes,
I’d like to take a moment here at the beginning today, to give thanks, for coffee, and so should you…. If it weren’t for the blessed black gold, this would be an entirely different blog, I’m sure, since it is the only thing makes life worth living prior to 7 AM in the morning. Without the blessing of its goodness, I firmly believe the world would be in a state of constant warfare…. seriously.

I know that, for me, having to do without it in the morning is not merely unacceptable, but criminal, and if I didn’t have it within moments of getting out of bed, well, let’s just say the world would regret it…. So, thanks, coffee, for being the world’s peacemaker, and my personal salvation….

Now that we have the daily dose of humility and sardonicism out of the way, we can get on with the regular…

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Counting the cost in plaid pyjamas….

Ffolkes,

The BBR has intruded again, but, this time in a relatively good way; today, I’ll be watching my granddaughter while my son is at work. It promises to be a tiring, but, happy day; I have plans for a bus ride and a library visit, either of which will be an adventure with a two-year-old girl in tow…. Wish me luck… To sublimate my urge to write & post, here is a rather extensive Pearl from early in 2015, with some ranting, some pearling, and one of my best poems. I hope you enjoy it…. I’ll be back as soon as I can throw together a Pearl from scratch, which could take a day or two, given the circumstances…. Until then take care, & stay strange, ffolkes….

gigoid

gigoid

Ffolkes,

“I have been a lucky man. But someone has to be.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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    I find myself today in an unenviable position, one in which my only thought can be “PEACE!” Perhaps I am getting old, for the problems I face in my life are challenging my ability to adapt to them, leaving me without the balance I so treasure. It is certain my physical issues are presenting many difficulties for me; what is not so certain is whether or not there is any solution to them, other than learning to endure even more than has been asked of me to this point. That, simply put, gives me no peace….

I suppose also that this feeling marks me as human. But, that brings no comfort either, for I know human nature to be flawed, and dangerous, to itself, and every…

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Purveyors of indolent platypae…..

Ffolkes,

Good morrow…. In sooth, it hasn’t been all that good ’round here; woke up late, having tired myself with some extended walking, only to find my head filled with a cacophony of screaming demons. Attempting to drown them out by focusing didn’t help, as SB is apparently on strike for today. Rather than battle these particular demons on their ground, I’m fading back ten yards, & punting…. Here’s a Pearl from about a year & a half ago, that came out fairly well, due to adding a rant from the past…. and, it will all do just fine for today’s purpose, to get me outta here with skepticism intact, so I can use it to battle these demons… I hope to be back tomorrow…. but, then, I also hope humanity will wake the fuck up & try to save its sorry ass. Odds on both of those are running a bit random, & are not currently a good bet…. but, we’ll see, won’t we? Take care, & stay alert, ffolkes….

gigoid, the dubious

gigoid

Ffolkes,

“Justice is truth in action.”

~~ Benjamin Disraeli ~~

poserWhat’s your issue?….


Hajime…. Most days like today, I’d be rushing, typing like mad to get done. Not today. I am serene, in spite of my lateness, for I finally slept well for a night. Yay, me. Crowing over, and, having enjoyed the use of a weapon I thought I had misplaced (Sleep is a weapon, you know….), I greet the day with aplomb, if not joy. Even Leelu is being patient with me, sensing, perhaps, my serenity…. Well, perhaps, contentment is closer than serenity, but, I’m sure y’all know what I mean…. and, who cares, anyway? Not me….

Even though I’m not in a hurry, I’ll be nice, & cut this down to workable size this morning, by taking our leave right here and now. Some day, y’all will thank me, I’m sure. For now, let it be enough…

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Trapped in porcine orbs of vision….

Ffolkes,

Events in the BBR have conspired to prevent me from completing a Pearl for today, but, I found this one, which was not only one of the best in terms of quality, but, got quite a bit of traffic, as well. It will do for my purposes today, as I have a bunch of catching up to do on other blogs, which I’ve neglected for some days now…. I’ll be back tomorrow with fresh material, come hell or high water, In the meantime, enjoy this little birthday blurb from about four or so years ago, if you will… If not, well, oh, well… So be it…. See ya, ffolkes….

gigoid

gigoid

Ffolkes,
Herein is set forth the last will and testament of Ned Russell Moore…. Not really, but it is, perhaps, fitting to begin today’s Pearl with that opening line. I am now, as of some hours ago this morning, sixty-two (62) years old, or young, take your pick. The opening line is actually there as a reminder, that I have yet to take care of that little chore, i.e., making a will. Being a non-materialist for virtually all my life (I decided at age 12 I had no interest in getting rich…. seriously, that’s when it happened, because I remember making a conscious decision about it, as it kind of determined the path I would take, academically….), I won’t have a lot to leave, but, there are personal items to bequeath to my children, such as my father’s bronze star, and my books, and hopefully, before I check out, I’ll…

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Distracted by a classic diversion…. cinnamon-glazed potato cakes….

Ffolkes,

Aside from my habitual laziness, at least two factors have conspired to prevent a fresh Pearl for today. First, SB went on strike again yesterday; six tries at it garnered three pearls, not nearly enough to finish, or even come close. Second, an impending visit today, with my granddaughter, had me “kid-proofing” my house for a two-year-old. I get to keep her most of the day while my son takes care of other business, details of which are irrelevant at this point. Suffice to say, I’m jazzed, & have made plans, involving a park, a playground, and a shopping trip, all designed to keep her busy & happy, & hopefully, tired enough to nap for part of the visit, so I can catch my breath from trying to keep up with a 2 year old little girl’s enthusiasm for life…. Can’t wait….

To keep from feeling too much guilty angst, here’s a damn decent Pearl from early in 2014, when I was still an opioid addict, on the cusp of being ripped off them, & sent to Hell for a year to get rid of them. For what it is, it’s pretty good, & I hope you enjoy it, as much as I intend to enjoy my time with my g-d….

I’ll be back tomorrow, hopefully with some fresh material, though that remains, as always, up to the whim of the gods, such as they are…. Have a great Sunday, ffolkes, & I’ll see y’all tomorrow….

gigoid

gigoid

Ffolkes,

Soft, puffy, pristine white clouds scudded lazily across the morning sky, looking like nothing so much as huge balls of cotton, tumbling through the blue vastness, dazzling in the bright sun. The chirping calls of thousands of awakening birds echo through the trees, as the mundane creatures of the night silently retreat to their dens, giving way to those who hunt by day….

One of these predators, walking on two legs, is up, moving through the dappled light between the trees…. With rapid steps, he heads east, toward the sun, moving silently between the trees as the bright orb rises slowly, higher and higher, laying a blanket of oppressive heat over the landscape, stirred by the gentlest of breezes, enough only to make one wish for more….

Whoever that is, walking through the tropical forest (it’s too hot, too early to be anywhere but tropical…) is on their own…

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