Forecast Today

Today was once-in-a-blue-moon… if only it hadn’t been so cloudy maybe something would have actually happened… oh well… the weather’s looking up and maybe we’ll have a honey-on-golden-toasted-bread day next week… Banquo talks in whispers of the foretelling of a ruby-and-garnet day… but that I think is just creative-dyspepsia… though it would be a bit of an adventure… I vaguely remember the fuzzy crimson glow of one such morning when I was very young… very, very young I should think else the blaze wouldn’t be so misty… I also think that I had chocolate cake that day… either that or I almost fell into the cactus shrub near the driveway… either ways it was a smidgen of an adventure and I’ve liked ruby-and-garnet days ever since…

Amen Banquo… may the dyspepsia never leave…

When Hansel Met Gretel

Imagine a bright little Hansel with no bread… imagine an unidea-ed Gretel and the bread she was saving for trading for a pan… Hansel requires a knife in order to cut the bread into equal pieces – symmetry is life… he tries to improvise a knife out of a matchstick, two coins and a banana leaf… by the time he has managed to balance one coin atop a matchstick, Gretel finds a signpost pointing the way home… however, only Hansel has the authorization to decipher the directions… he tries… meanwhile, to pass time, Gretel hollers for a cab and fights with him over the extortionate fare… “you can’t fool me… I live in this ‘ere wilderness”… Hansel pouts… Gretel haggles – successfully… Hansel back-seat-drives… on the way Hansel buys a map and Gretel buys potatoes ‘real-cheap’… one never knows with roadmaps and potatoes… the more the merrier…

They did reach home – eventually… and I am glad they were together… the wonder of it is that so were they…

The Mystery of the Extra Toenail

I wish someone would tell me what exactly the caricature of the Oldest Member looked like in the last but one chapter in Clicking of Cuthbert… it’s been giving me sleepless nights, and everyone knows how bad that is for in-growing toenails.

Anyone? Will you do it for a Snooby Snack?!?

A Four AM Thought at Five

If someone likes the rain but doesn’t like getting wet… does that make such (an entirely hypothetical) person split-personalitied or an idealist?

Send in your answers by 07.07.07 (the number is starting to grow on me) and win exciting prizes.

And so it begins...

I wanted to start a blog on a special day... but my birthday is too far away and 07.07.07 just doesn't intrigue me enough... and a numeric quirk or dates with megalomanial flavors are the only things that appeal to me... apart from chocolate which sadly, in the mundane world of floating diurnes, is neither here nor there... also as of this moment I haven't a thing to do... which of course means that it is time to air the curtains and empty the ashtray... "new beginnings, new beginnings" hums the darned toad impersonating Banquo near my window ledge...

Welcome to my world... feel free to drop in... no dogs allowed... one wishes to exclude toads as well but Banquo croaks his disapproval. Bring your own food. No entry fee for the married and siblinged...

And maybe tomorrow I'll post a picture of the toad...