Excrescences
- At May 14, 2007
- By Bob Howe
- In Blog Posts
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From today’s Get Fuzzy:
I am bloated with steamy wondrousness. My poems are not so much written as they are excreted.
Really, I couldn’t have said it better myself.
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If you know anyone who still thinks the #FILIBUSTER makes sense in a democratic system, ask them to listen to this short talk by @AJentleson https://twitter.com/nowthisnews/status/1381246406908768257
Mitch McConnell says the filibuster is ‘the essence of the Senate.’ Other Republicans say it’s how the framers envisioned the Senate and that it has a noble place in governing.
That’s all BS, says @AJentleson
160 yrs ago today, Confederate forces fired on Fort Sumter, launching a war to secure the ugly principle that some people are created to be dominated by others. Thankfully the Confederacy was defeated, though at unfathomable cost. Today’s insurrectionists want to refight that war
This is a truly wise and lovely essay, about both dogs and writing. Brava. https://lithub.com/leaning-into-mystery-on-the-inner-life-of-an-aging-shelter-dog/
America in a nutshell. http://wondermark.com/c1526/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+wondermark+%28Wondermark+by+David+Malki+%21%29
I think your timeline probably needs this bluegrass cover of "Take On Me."
https://youtu.be/QxSaNc8LFPM
keikaimalu
Didn’t know you wrote poetry. 🙂
eleanor
Sweetie, it was not in your best interest that I saw that first sentence.
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Let’s just say Donald Hall isn’t losing any sleep over my output.
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But I thought you liked the steamy wondrousness! And wasn’t that a Barry White song?
eleanor
That’s not the point. Just imagine this: It’s late. You’re almost asleep. The dog is at your feet, a cat is on your head, and a redhead is next to you. That’s when, from out of the darkness, an entirely too cheerful voice exclaims “Steamy wondrousness!”