Is it just me, or is there a slightly cross-eyed platypus lurking in my local grocery store’s restroom? A restroom conveniently placed at a critical point on my walks.
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Video of the Week: “It was an ambush!”
Leeloo whups a bunch of armed and nasty aliens, unarmed and all by her own self.
The quote is at timestamp 1:43.
Poetry of the Week
On Tender Hooks
- by Brian BilstonLet me cut to the cheese:
every time you open your mouth,
I’m on tender hooks.You charge at the English language
like a bowl in a china shop.
Please nip it in the butt.On the spurt of the moment,
the phrases tumble out.
It’s time you gave up the goat.Curve your enthusiasm.
Don’t give them free range.
The chickens will come home to roast.Now you are in high dungeon.
You think me a damp squid:
on your phrases I shouldn’t impose.But they spread like wildflowers
in a doggy-dog world,
and your spear of influence grows.Posted: 2025 Apr 20
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They are stalking you, Isabel. Now they will stalk my imagination, too. Yikes! But this one seems particularly benign. I will place it in my mental gallery next to the Angelic Bat-faced Motorcycle Light.
Laurna – Yeah, he is a cutie, isn’t he? I have seen a few faces in tree trunks that look like distorted versions of The Scream (which needs no distortion), but so far have not captured one successfully. Too spread out, maybe, or too much else going on with the texture of the bark, maybe.
Isabel – just as a person can never un-see a ‘face” once you’ve seen it, I doubt that you can ever stop looking for “faces”.
John – I expect that’s true. It’s now at the level of my subconscious. Thank goodness, not (yet?) in my unconscious!