“I had a friend down the hill, in the long shadow of our building, whose mother cooked us meatloaf. When I discovered meatloaf, and that other mothers regularly cooked it for their children, I went home and said, ‘Other mothers cook. Why don’t you cook?’
Without hesitation Mom said, ‘Other mothers don’t write books.'”
— from Sean Wilsey’s “Oh The Glory of It All”
“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.” — Robert Frost (1874-1963)
“Poetry is the clear expression of mixed feelings.” — W.H. Auden, poet (1907-1973)
“Words strain, /
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden, /
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish, /
Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place, /
Will not stay still.” –T.S. Eliot, poet (1888-1965)
Jesus, alert the media. To those of you I’ve forgotten or misplaced — I am so sorry. To those of you I finally included, der, yeah, you’d think I wasn’t married to a computer guy who e-mailed me handy little lists DAILY of how to maintain my site.
Rilly feel like Queen of the World now.
Happiest birthday wishes going out to my Wacky Nekkid Neighbor!!!! Now go get dressed for your party.
Love,
WM
Just found this one…
Hello everyone. I find myself with a large stack of review copies here and thought I should maybe, you know, at least open a book this summer.
(A book other than Lu and the Swamp Ghost, that is. Wacky Boy gives this book, by political guy James Carville, two big thumbs-up. It comes with a CD so you can figure out how to pronounce the French. I appreciated this.)
Let’s start with travel, then move right into the health and classic Biblical names section, shall we?
Dear Thursday Thirteeners:
Thirteen compliments for you…
13. You’re pretty.
12. And skinny! Dang!
11. Here, have some of my ice cream. It has chocolate syrup on it.
10. You are the best mom/dad/friend/sister/brother/daughter/son. I mean it.
9. I love your outfit. Can I try it on?
8. Your hair is perfect.
7. Thank You (Falettinme Be Mice Elf Agin).
6. You are as cool as Sly & the Family Stone.
5. You are a natural at that!
4. Don’t change. You’re perfect eggsactly the way you are.
3. I mean it. Don’t go changing, to try and please me.
2. The way you decorated your house is so super-cool.
1. Want a foot rub? Back rub? Anything I can get for you?
re: The Community Garden at our school. People, it is not enough to merely plant the garden, you must harvest it, too.
Also, tomatoes need to be staked.
Also, sunflowers? Pretty and all, but they suck. I mean suck. All. The. Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife out of the soil, sluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurp… yep, there it goes. Nutrients, water, compost — vanished. So don’t be planting ten sunflowers in with lettuce, herbs, cabbages, all hippie-happy, “Oh! How I love to garden! It’s so fun and easy!” and what-have-you and expecting anything to grow except the sunflowers. They will eat the garden, believe me.
Then they will say, “I look so beautiful, don’t I? I deserved it all.” They’re vain that way.
That’s all I have to say about any of that.
Because sometimes, there are just not enough recipes in the world…
Hello everyone, it’s Wacky Girl. I don’t like my name to be Wacky Girl, that is not even my real name. But mom says I have to. She does not know me.
I just knitted a hat for my brother. It’s white. Grandma made a pom-pom for it but he didn’t want it, so she put it on my dress. I like it. My Grandma is in town from Colorado. We are having really fun. We went on a hike. (Ed: Oxbow Park.)
Wacky Boy: Can we watch a cartoon? Like the Aristocats? Ice Age? American Dragon? Wallace & Gromit? CareBear movies? Cartoons. Cartoons like that, Mom.
WG: Or PBS Kids? Dad does not let us watch TV. But he’s not here. (Ed: He’s at the liquor store, buying rum — good rum, not Bacardi blech — for mojitos. 2006 will be remembered always as the summer we discovered mojitos.)
WG: Mommy won’t let me watch TV either!
WB has no comment. Me? Missing in action? Yes, I was in Gladstone, Ore., housesitting for Zip. I remembered things while I was gone — what I like to fix myself for dinner, for example. (Beef shish kebabs, yogurt, cereal, fruit…) and had fun playing with the two black Labs. I gave up on one manuscript and outlined another. I wrote a whole page of “Things I Would Blog About IF I COULD GET A G.D. INTERNET CONNECTION” but it’s on the laptop and the kids are screaming for TV so…
Tom and Jerry Whiskers Away! it is.
More later,
Love,
WM
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