I want to be a writer. I have so many ideas. The problem, in the midst of these days of the slathering on of multimedia content covering all possible topics and in every known genre is culling out things I’ve seen or read, and keeping only my original thoughts. Here are some ideas I’m working on : A musical, a political western, about the struggles of transitioning from pioneer to settler to state citizen. The theme song is jingling in my head : O-K-L-A-H-O-M…, but that’s where I’m stuck. … [Read more...]
Never, Then Arrive
Be not dismayed. Don't panic. Never quit Never quit never quitting. … [Read more...]
Clown Rap
Clowns with hammers have a bad rap. AB … [Read more...]
Golden Traces
Golden Traces by Andy Bozeman To-ing and fro-ing among deep, Southern shadows of frond and scented petal, Tracing cold fire through mottled, leafy veil, leaning against a warm blue sky, Cooling, as the heat of day spends its last, saved glow of sunshine, Fireflies leave golden traces, Rising up with lazy paces, Upward toward the starry places, Where waits the glow of astral lights, Inviting all into the heights, To play a shimmering game, When one glistening point cannot be told from … [Read more...]
DEPEND-able Directional Control
Here is something I have witnessed, and aspire to: It is my fervent hope, that when I reach the age of 100, I will have the apparently-specifically-centenarian ability of Directional Urination with which I will be able to choose at will a carefully calculated vector and trajectory so as to allow me to pee entirely around my fully absorbent, over-night underpants. This is something I have personally observed. It seems to offer, not only relief in the moment, but in a body and mind still … [Read more...]
Mr. McKriffin’s Miracle
To begin with, here are the facts of the story : 1. It was 1961. I was seven years old. 2. Pollyanna, the Disney movie, had been released the year before. It was about a little girl who ended up in a wheelchair, and would never walk again, and this was sad. 3. I had a favorite aunt who was in a wheelchair, and would never walk again, and this too was sad. 4. Mr. McKriffin was in a wheelchair, and just like the others, this was sad. 5. I had never seen Mr. McKriffin, except in … [Read more...]
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