No corners to the wind….


“Calm down. It’s only ones and zeroes.”

~~ Sam Kass ~~

Norms seat at Dunphys

Dunphy’s Tavern, view from the “Norm” seat….

I feel as if I should post, but, contrarily, don’t feel much like talking, or writing what I might have to say. To ease my self-inflicted angst, I’ll merely offer a few of the haiku I’ve written in the last month or so. Some were situaltionally (oops… spellchecker doesn’t like it when I make up words…) inappropriate, but a few were pretty decent, & will be included below. Nothing else to offer today, not even any further chatty discourse on not much. Instead…

Shall we Pearl?

All is ephemeral,–fame and the famous as well.”

~~ Marcus Aurelius Antoninus, Meditations, iv, 35 ~~


Seven Haiku

Samsara happens
when the inner eye opens:


Butterflies alight
only upon the hand which
makes them feel welcome.


Becoming human
is an ambiguous task:
(choose your own final line…)



What a conundrum!


Emotional storms
leave us limp and exhausted;
a lesson to learn.


‘Tis often the case
to find ourselves in peril
of becoming real.


Trouble comes to us
when we fail to attend to
the moment we are.


‘Tis formidable
to note the power of words;
moving us to feel.


~~ gigoid ~~

~~ November, December, 2018


That’s all I’ve got today, ffolkes. I shall endeavor to do more, & perhaps better, next time. I’ll also shoot for relatively soon on that. For now, y’all enjoy the season; be well, be happy as you may be, and be just as strange as you can manage. See ya….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….