Quote of the Post

 "On the way into town, on a street near the school stood the nickel emporium where all the sweet poisons hid in luscious traps....

  Inside, honey lay sheathed in warm African chocolate. Plunged and captured in amber treasure lay fresh Brazil nuts, almonds, and glazed clusters of snowy coconut. June butter and August wheat were clothed in dark sugars. All were folded in crinkled tin foil, then wrapped in red and blue papers that told the weight, ingredients, and manufacturer. In bright bouquets the candies lay, caramels to glue the teeth, licorice to blacken the heart, chewy wax bottles filled with sickening mint and strawberry sap. Tootsie Rolls to hold like cigars, red-tipped chalk-mint cigarettes for chill mornings when your breath smoked on the air."

Ray Bradbury Farewell Summer, novel

Quote of the Post

 "Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read."

Groucho Marx

Quote of the Post

"What ought to be done to the man who invented the celebrating of anniversaries? Mere killing would be too light."

Mark Twain

Perhaps the greatest irony is that Twain was a very happily married man. 

A Bit of a Tribute

This is little early for a Paddy's Day post, but as I may very well be otherwise occupied on the day, preventing dehydration with a beer or few, I'll put this in now.

This limerick, based on a true story, is dedicated to Simone Giertz. I'm a big fan. Check her out on YouTube.


    There was a young woman from Sweden
    Who said, Making things is my Eden
    But when, to her ire
    She set her own belly afire
    Said, My dignity is recedin'

Christopher Mahon

Unreality Check

Does anyone else get the impression that Donald Fucking Trump is wandering around the White House. these days mumbling 'Inconceivable!'?

The Truth is Stranger. Much Stranger. So Much Stranger.

"Despite the constant negative press covfefe."
  Donald Fucking Trump

  Despite the incomplete sentence, let's deal with the fact that my computer's spell-check is having a fit with the collection of letters ending the quote (I'm not dignifying it with the word word).

  Covfefe!

  On this blog, I make up lots of strange shit. I even make up words occasionally. I take credit for conserva nostra for example; as well as trumposaurus. Let's not forget that Trump and his minions and base are members of the ignoratti  I must confess, though, that on my best, or worst day, I'd never have thought of covfefe.

   God knows that I'm praying for some fiction about now.

Mice are Smarter

"Steve, tell about the books."
"Everyone will write books about how great your administration was."
"And they'll write lots of books because we still got lots more years to go. Right, Steve?"
"That's right, Donny. We still have years to go."
"Tell again how many years, Steve."
"There's about three and a half years to the next election, and if we win that..."
"We will- we will-we will-we will! Won't we! Cause we're the best! Right?"
"Calm down, Donny, or I'll call in the Secret Service."
"No, please. I promise I'll be good. Just tell about the media. Pleeease, Steve."
"OK, the media are evil."
"I know- because they lie all the time and they're so unfair and they hate me. Right, Steve?"
"That's right, they hate you."
"And I'm gonna put it all on twitter. And everyone will know they're so nasty. Right, Steve?"
"Now what did we say about twitter, Donny?"
"Uh. That I'm not supposed to go on it so much?"
"That's right, Donny. You're not supposed to go on twitter so much. It causes a lot of trouble."
"Oh I know. But sometimes, sometimes I forget. There's so much stuff I have to remember. Remember how I almost forgot to salute the flag? That nice lady helped me."
"I remember."
"Is that the lady I'm allowed to grab by the pussy, Steve?"
"We'll talk about that in the morning. Good night, Donny."