Archives for August 2019

Simply stated, we are going to be there; traveling across two oceans, eight mountains and the parking lot of a large supermarket.

Wouldn’t miss it “for the world”. In case they want to know, who were they, are they..,.the world.

A bucket was leaking, but on international bucket day so many people brought us gifts of shiny new buckets we were amply rescued.

Sharing stuff on the side of the park.

Nothing untoward, I assure you.

Just games, perfect espresso coffee, excellent spontaneous music and clean sheets.

Doubling up on card games, coin toss and floating paper boats in the pond.

Serious banking!

Just a moment.

Let the temperature rise and the boats dock.

Flatten the paper pages, smooth the creases and boil an artificial egg.

Eyes of ocean-widee promise and lips that add to the grin like a simple maths teacher adds one and three.

Deep water or short-fuse pond, we are hunting gently.

I received a shouting, ranting email, pushing the merits of a recipe using sweet corn.

The first step was to slice the corn kernels into very thin slithers. Crazy!

But the promised benefits, after boiling slowly in a mixture of carrot juice and apple cider vinegar, were supposed to include the sudden arrival of great wealth, the disappearance of any skin blemishes, the loss of exactly 3.5 pounds weight (whatever your original weight) and membership in an obscure club the members of which worship kitchen aprons.

I have no plans to try this at home. Unless I run out of eggs of course.

I got your note, and I only want chocolate that is at least 85% cocoa.

This need for purity, perhaps strength, and certainly the Real Thing is catching.

It’s a wave rolling bigger and stronger towards everyone’s future.

I throw away the old mints, sheets, socks, toothpaste and window cleaner to replace it with “Mr. Real” and “Ms. True” products.

Now, the next thing is finding all the pure, real and human-sounding sales representatives to help me when I need “support” (customer support)!