Bookworm Free

I read a lot, think a little, and now and then write down a few things.

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  1. 8 days ago on Calvin and Hobbes

    Meddle not in the affairs of tigers. To a tiger, not unlike dragons, you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.

  2. 8 days ago on Non Sequitur

    My own creative artistic talent is less than zero. All I can draw is a blank. However, I know “artists” (with less creative ability than I) who try and excuse their lack of talent by blaming my lack of appreciation of their “work” on my failure to comprehend what they’re trying to convey. When I ask if it isn’t their task to convey their meaning in terms an audience can understand, they can get pretty irate. But I cannot help but think that’s a bit like telling a dog that the can of Alpo is really a sirloin steak; it makes you look foolish and embarrasses the dog. 8>)

  3. 8 days ago on That is Priceless

    There once was a shepherdess named Jill / Who grazed her flock on a nearby hill. / There the ram sheep chased the ewe sheep / Determined to make new sheep, / With an abandon that made Jill feel quite ill.

    You see, poor Jill herself was rarely chased. / Though no one would say to her face / That an aroma of cheese / Put likely boys off their ease, / Leaving poor Jill unhappily, but thoroughly, chaste. 8>)

  4. 18 days ago on That is Priceless

    Believing that infants could be delivered by a birds / Is a notion just too silly for words. / But is it any less funny / Than being expelled from Mom’s tummy? / The whole process seems patently absurd.

  5. 21 days ago on Lio

    I have a provision in my will that will keep my (home) telephone in service for 90 days after my demise. It will be answered by the following message.

    “I’m not very sorry I missed your call because I’m dead. So my Medicare Advantage is no longer necessary, my lawn does not need mowing, and my house is being disposed of by the executor of my estate. I am no longer interested in auto insurance, wireless service, Girl Scout cookies, investment opportunities, special day or night vision glasses, or to hear that my son, daughter, brother, sister, or granny has been kidnapped in Venezuela. I no longer care about my roof, my appliances, my car engine, or my health. I have either found Jesus or discovered any alternative. But the best thing of all is that I wasn’t, and will never again be, bothered by this telephone call nor by you. That’s what I call ‘Resting in Peace.’ Thank you and Good-Bye.”
  6. 22 days ago on That is Priceless

    Thank you, my friend. I do follow my GC friends, but alas, some days, I just got nothin’, if you know what I mean. I’m told that should improve as time goes on. (And, of course, there’s the indefatigable ‘Nurse Ratchet.’ That woman gives excellent instruction of how to get along in Orwell’s Oceania, only it’s Big Sister watching rather than Big Brother.) 8>)

  7. 22 days ago on That is Priceless

    It would seem from their lackluster gaze / That these three have entered the phase / Wherein finding the loo / Will be quite hard to do, / Like solving a maze while in a Muscatel daze.

  8. about 1 month ago on That is Priceless

    Here we see a less known Dutch master, / With his collar and cuffs starched as stiff as dried plaster. / But his unhousebroken dog / Left a malodorous log / On the artist’s studio floor – causing a bit of a social disaster.

  9. 2 months ago on Calvin and Hobbes

    My pleasure, Sir. Anytime. 8>)

  10. 2 months ago on Calvin and Hobbes

    A Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Summation, Mr. Banks. Well done.