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When you are down and out
Your perspective will differ
From when you stand tall.

Added by Jami Ward on March 27, 2010 at 5:40pm — 2 Comments

66

Lives come to an end.
Death comes eventually,
Yet life never dies.

Added by Jami Ward on March 25, 2010 at 10:30pm — 1 Comment

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Sleep brings rest and dreams.
Flying while laying in bed -
What an adventure!

Added by Jami Ward on March 24, 2010 at 11:36pm — 4 Comments

My American Journey installment 12

About thirty miles out of Lincoln, I called Josh Hoyer. The reception was lousy, so the ensuing communication was a combination of half finished phone conversations and text messages. He guided me to the Super 8 Motel, where a room was reserved.



Since I was there a day early, I'd agreed to pay for the room the first night. The Zoo Bar would pick up the tab for the second night.



The parking lot was almost totally covered with ice. I wasn't confident about the van's ability to… Continue

Added by David Vidal on March 24, 2010 at 1:03am — 11 Comments

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Humans are all both
Masculine and feminine.
Gender is fluid.

Added by Jami Ward on March 23, 2010 at 11:30pm — 1 Comment

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Why should we suffer?
When there is no cure, just pain.
Hear death's lullaby.

Added by Jami Ward on March 22, 2010 at 10:21pm — 4 Comments

Hearing History



Testing, testing, can you guys hear me? I couldn’t think of a snappier way to present sound than a recent trip to southern Louisiana.



In New Orleans the decibel levels flew off charts, right along with history, dog ugly and gorgeous as any I’ve ever heard. Even so, I relished the whole Who Dat and Zydeco music and the waitress named Nicole but pronounced Ne-cole. Her inflection piped out like a shot of New York swirled with Louisiana… Continue

Added by Dorraine Darden on March 22, 2010 at 10:00am — 10 Comments

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Look in the mirror -
That cop car is not stopping!
Crash! My car is broke.

Added by Jami Ward on March 21, 2010 at 12:00pm — 2 Comments

My American Journey installment 11

The first time I traveled Interstate 80 eastbound was soon after I got out of high school. A friend of mine was going to Minneapolis, and I rode along with him. I don't remember Lincoln from that trip, honestly, nor Omaha. But Des Moines left an impression, because there were hookers on the corners. I don't know why, but that took me by surprise. I just hadn't expected street walkers blatantly doing business right out in the open in Iowa. It's funny how the world is not at all as you'd imagine… Continue

Added by David Vidal on March 20, 2010 at 6:39pm — No Comments

Cake Balls

Bake a cake, let it cool just enough that it's not to hot to touch. Crumble in a big bowl, stir in 1 can of frosting then use whatever means necessary to roll into half-dollar size balls and place on cookie sheet. Freeze balls over night. Using toothpics, dip balls into melted almond bark of your choice, and let cool until coating sets.

Had Red Velvet cake and cream cheese icing balls dipped in white almond bark first. Mmmm.

Then tried German Chocolate cake with conventional…

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Added by Diane Brown on March 20, 2010 at 6:04pm — 4 Comments

My American Journey installment 10

The next morning it was snowing. Wendell called a mechanic he knew, because I had failed to get the nut unscrewed to check the transmission fluid level. Not that I didn't try. I just couldn't get the thing to budge once I crawled under there, because it had been put on so tight.



So I stop by the garage, and the mechanic gets it up on the lift, unscrews the nut and finds the fluid level is fine. Hmmm. Maybe it was overfilled? Who knows. I stop worrying about it. For now. And head… Continue

Added by David Vidal on March 20, 2010 at 5:01pm — 3 Comments

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Cozy sleepy time
Hiding from a rainy day.
Bed rest fixes things.

Added by Jami Ward on March 20, 2010 at 12:00pm — 1 Comment

60

Moving on with life.
Getting to a better place.
Status quo no mo'.

Added by Jami Ward on March 19, 2010 at 10:04pm — 5 Comments

Weesie Had a Meltdown - Song

Weesie had a meltdown 'bout a quarter after two.

Homer tried to comfort her but Weesie threw a shoe

Hit Homer in the solarplexus, then she blacked his eye.

When Homer caught his breath again ole Weese began to cry.



I know you never loved me and Myrtle is the proof.

I saw your cars at the local bars and now I want the truth.



Homer swore his innocence on a stack of bibles high.

Weesie was the only girl to ever catch his eye.

But Weesie still…
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Added by Diane Brown on March 19, 2010 at 9:08am — 4 Comments

59

Missing the sunshine
And even the sweat and pain.
I want to skate now!

Added by Jami Ward on March 18, 2010 at 10:35pm — 1 Comment

My American Journey installment 9

My dad owned an old Gibson acoustic guitar. He had it as far back as I can remember. I used to lay it on my lap, when I was like four, and slide my fingernails on the strings. I always liked the way it sounded, sliding up the neck. I realize now that's where my bottleneck guitar playing started.



He used to sing old cowboy songs. "Streets of Laredo". "Red River Valley". Stuff like that. He also played some pretty mean boogie woogie piano. My older sisters had a vocal trio. I grew up… Continue

Added by David Vidal on March 18, 2010 at 1:04pm — 6 Comments

A Revelation - Freshly minted



'A Revelation'

by Rick Reiley



It came to his attention

As the bullets splintered wood

Things were not as peaceful

As he had thought he understood…

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Added by Rick Reiley on March 18, 2010 at 11:52am — 2 Comments

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Well, that's a relief:
Mister Congestion moved out,
Left my chest behind.

Added by Jami Ward on March 17, 2010 at 10:33pm — 3 Comments

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Ugly wet weather,
Feeling nasty inside, too.
Tomorrow will come.

Added by Jami Ward on March 16, 2010 at 9:02pm — 3 Comments

My American Journey installment 8

After the wells collapsed and my family moved from the ranch in southern New Mexico, we lived outside of Pagosa Springs, Colorado. It's nestled high in the Rocky Mountains, in the southwestern region of the state. We moved there just in time for me to enter second grade.



"Pagosa" is a Ute word meaning either "stinking" or "healing". There is a hot springs in the town with a strong, sulfurous odor.



When we moved there, the lumber mill was still in operation. It has long since… Continue

Added by David Vidal on March 16, 2010 at 3:26am — 3 Comments

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