The Swaggering Devil

This pirate can't get enough good cooking. His beautiful hair is the color of the night sky. His sparkling eyes are like two amethysts. His voice is like thunder.  He is quick to laugh.

This swashbuckler has a brash exterior, and a soft interior. His obsidian hair is bound in a pontail. His outfits are mysterious, he has a preference for gray, and he has a thing for button shirts with the sleeves rolled up.

The super-intelligent, outgoing pirate. The considerate, oversexed holy man that can seduce with a glance.

If a flower blooms.

I fought through dirt that encrusted me.
Fought hard against what had been established by years and rain.
I moved myself toward the promise of light, and grew.

If a perennial blooms, in the end for no one,
what is more beautiful?
The prosper or the petals?
The flower or its fight?

The Book for Winter Break

"Alberto Giacometti said that sometimes just to paint a head you have to give up the whole figure. To paint a leaf, you have to sacrifice the whole landscape. It might seem like you are limiting yourself at first, but after a while you realize that having a quarter-of-an-inch of something you have a better chance of holding onto a certain feeling of the universe than if you pretend to be doing the whole sky."

From The History of Love, by Nicole Krauss

"Holiday" Fill-Ins....Yeah, that's what we'll call it!

Because I can't think of anything clever to write about, and because large assemblies of my fans have come together in demand of more posts...I present, Fill-In's. The blog equivelent of Easy Mac.

1. We need ___MORE BBQ SAUCE__________!!
2. ___You taught me something new______ and it made me smile.
3. If you want __me to pull over, just say so___!
4. ___I like to cover myself in BBQ sauce___ because __it makes me feel sooo sexy___.
5. Massachusetts has a proposed 5% sales tax on elective cosmetic surgery; I think __this is a great idea______!
6. __Valium and latex underwear______ makes for a happy holiday.
7. And as for the week---, tonight I'm looking forward to _sleep and dreams____, tomorrow my plans include __work and food___ and Friday, I want to __well,...you know___.

A Dream

In my dream the authorities contacted me because they had a young tiger that they needed help with. I had a house with a huge basement that the other three stories looked down in on, like a pit or enclosure. I covered the couch in carpet so his claws wouldn't ruin the leather, and invited the tiger to come live with me. Here's what a tiger means:

Tiger

This large and very beautiful cat can symbolize femininity, power, anger, unforgiving vengeance, great force, and cunning. Tigers cannot be ignored, and usually they get exactly what they go after.

Strength in action, assertiveness, aggressiveness, no-nonsense, pro-active activity, taking pre-emptive action to avoid problems before they arise. Bravery and personal strength, integrity, ethics, or conscientiousness.

It's been my experience that when I don't listen to my dreams I start to run into trouble in life. I must obey the tiger.

1. The crickets sing, _with Joe Scolari____.

2. __I wanna be_____ wherever you are.

3. I want to get far away from the __Snuggie_________.

4. __Bulldozer_____; this was a dream. (A semicolon!? Getting a little personal, aren't we?)

5. But as for me __and my house, we serve Bud Light____.

6. __An egg. That's where___ I come from

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to ____feeding the elderly liquor____, tomorrow my plans include _workity work____ and Sunday, I want to _go to Stevens Point____!

Perfection.

It is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before.
It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low.

It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune.
Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from
time to time.

Talk, Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But I know that I love you so

These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion - I seek the torch we all must hold.
This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little rain must fall...It's just a little rain...

~Rain Song, Led Zeppelin