When things go sideways, as they always do – When life’s like a steak that’s too tough to chew, When you lack the legs to make the jump And, try as you might, can’t get over the hump, And everyone calls you to show True Grit – Do what intelligent dogs do: quit. If you’re […]
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Dwayne Hoover’s body was manufacturing certain chemicals which unbalanced his mind. But Dwayne, like all novice lunatics, needed some bad ideas, too, so that his craziness could have shape and direction. Bad chemicals and bad ideas were the Yin and Yang of madness. – Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions When Vonnegut offered that diagnosis in
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This song is dedicated to Dan Todd, who left us June 16, 2018. Dan will be remembered as fondly by his many students and by many more who heard him play guitar and harmonica with such bands as Toy Boat, the New Mules, the Tube Radio Orchestra, and What’s Right. © 2019 by Deb
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When all the starlings, robins, jays Have given up and gone to nest, The crows refuse the calling night, Defer the final rest. Over the waiting conifers They improvise an arabesque, A final celebration to The dying fire in the West. Like fighter pilots when flight was new, Over the field they chase and dive,
I remember the day I started in on my career as an angry young man. In the summer of 1955 I was passing the hours between fishing and dinner on the veranda of Sunrise Camp, the rustic fishing resort outside Minocqua, Wisconsin, where my parents had met. We all went up there for a week
So many profound and silly thought balloons Floating around, their emptiness unrevealed Until some random prick shows they concealed Only the age-old gas that all buffoons Emit, disguised in private metaphor. As if one thing in all this world stood need Of further mystifying, here’s more for you to read: Figure out what I’ve said,
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