Cartoon – A Brief History Of Religion
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Cartoon – Hottest Club in Town
Willa Cather Quote – The Nobleness Of Another Person
“No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person.” – Willa Cather
Read moreEleanor Roosevelt Quote – If Life Were Predictable
“If life were predictable it would cease to be life, and be without flavor.” – Eleanor Roosevelt
Read moreSixty Seconds
“You’ll fight with your best friend. You’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. You’ll cry because time is passing too fast, and you’ll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you’ve never been hurt. Because every sixty seconds you spend angry or upset is a minute of […]
Read morePoem – Carousel of Marriage (By Donal Mahoney)
Carousel of Marriage Harry and Grace had a carousel of marriage while it lasted. There were arguments galore and children by the score or so the neighbors thought as they counted kids running across their lawns causing divots to fly and dogs to bark, a canine tabernacle choir. Fireworks on the Fourth were peaceful in comparison. The kids would light their crackers in the yard while Harry and […]
Read moreNew York’s JFK airport has an urban farm. Wait, what?
The potatoes in your bag of complimentary airline chips could someday come from a farm at — surprise! — New York’s John F. Kennedy International Airport. Outside JetBlue Airways’ Terminal 5, a few thousand black plastic crates form raised beds for an urban garden. USA Today reports: Designed to promote New York agriculture and add a bit more green space to […]
Read moreCartoon – More Guilt
Poem – THE STUDS IN THE BAR (By John Grey)
THE STUDS IN THE BAR – By John Grey Rosalie is at the bar thinking – who’s next? Then two extravagant, exaggerated beings enter, one behind the other, like stallions, heads high, tails swishing, threaten to pull the floor out from under the regular male patrons with their jangling gold, French cologne, and styled hair flopping on the brow like […]
Read morePoem – By Simon Perchik
Without a ripple this jetty full steam and though whales will clear their throat the gull can’t hear it’s next struts on bedrock that already twice a day surfaces spits out the cooling skim from molten iron and salt –you dive into these rocks for more light, more lift and your feathers struggling with that first shriek that […]
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