March 18, 2006

The wine merchant asked me "But, Madame, are you here in Paris alone?"  "Why, no, M'seu!" I replied,   "There are millions of people here  with me!"  

I don't know what they are telling you all about Parisians, but I stopped to ask a bunch of police… Read full post »

Any more requests for  souvenirs?  I've eaten half of John's licorice, so I have to go back for more.  Every adventure needs a goal.

I'm staying on the Left Bank, near the Sorbonne where all the restless students live so there's plenty of excitement in the air.  One i/… Read full post »

 But lots of other strange people do.  Many ex-pats from the USA, faces tanned by alcohol.  Bottles of good French wine in their pockets.  I met a polite young Englishman who helped me find myself on the map, who pointedly told me that he has lived many times by the kindness… Read full post »

When my husband died, I said to him, "Joe, I'd rather have you, but I can't so I'm going to Paris."  He didn't say anything so here is the record of my trip. 

The first part......  

 March 14, 2006   Finally got over my jet lag.  Arrived fine if a little… Read full post »

A Crazed Gunman

This is a letter I posted in "Big Salon" regarding the "Crazed Gunman" article by Ada Calhoun.  I repost it here because of its importance. 

 In any naturally-roaming flock of chickens, the hens are shaped and designed to face the ground where they find food and sp… Read full post »

           Way back in the Rocky Mountains is a deep, steep canyon called Purgatory Gulch.  A million miles down at the bottom of Purgatory Gulch runs Hell Creek.

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THE HORSES

        My first horse, Silver, can be seen in the photo album with Mother astride right after she and Dad first met, her first visit to the homestead.  She never showed us the picture becaus/… Read full post »

The children of Atlanta were terrified.  A killer was taking their lives one by one and it seemed like nobody was safe.  The schools had brought in counselors to help calm them.

In the meantime, on the other side of town I hated the christians and the church.  With… Read full post »

The  backwoods of Florida where we lived near Panasofkee Lake in the fifties was a far different world than Florida is now.  I was eight years old.  Our house, a scary, old house on stilts,  stood on the edge of a wild, near-tropical jungle on a hill overl/… Read full post »

We've been talking on Open Salon about suicide and depression.  I love this place in cyberspace where we have really, really big group therapy.

I was born in God's country, Wyoming, although my Alabama Mama sometimes called it Godforsaken country.  Daddy's anger was so misplaced and… Read full post »

So many of our cyclical natural phenomena have been co-opted for their own by the so-called Christian churches.  Like Christmas, which is an utterly improbable birthdate for Jesus, since the middle of winter would not be a good travel time to get people back to their home towns to be taxed. … Read full post »

Is your God too small

Who can be kept between

The pages of a book?

Lift up your head and look

At all the many wonders of the world.

Your God's too small who

Sends the erring sould to hell

With no escape . . . .

This… Read full post »

Nephew, I remember you when you were born and I held you on my shoulder, so tiny  like a little pea fresh out of the pod.  I loved you, and still love you, more dearly than ever I have loved any human being.  (My cat Floyd came in a close second.) … Read full post »

The trouble with this story, Mary Wollstonecraft,   is that I didn’t have a point as such that changed me into a feminist.  But now that Mary Daly has died and I see the venom exuded by those masculists as they slither out from under their rocks trying to bite our mighty/… Read full post »

Came in the house the other day looking for refreshment and opened the refrigerator door.  There sat a perfectly chilled can of WD-40! Read full post »

Breast Cancer and me is kind of like Soupy Sales and me:  It never really happened.  But I do know one thing, contrary to what our resident "Doctor-in-the House" maintains.  Several things actually:  I went to nursing school, an intensive kind of course.  But I flunked out wh… Read full post »

You may not believe this, which is why it's tagged fiction.  But so much of my life has been unbelievable that we've learned to stretch our belief mechanism.

Soupy Sales once asked me for a date.  Well....... he asked Bestoink Dooley to ask me if I would go out with him. … Read full post »

Yes, Ma'am! they say

 When I speak sometimes.

Yes, Ma'am! and a little

Nod of the head.

 Yes, Ma'am! he said.

Ma'am?  I said.

Yes, Ma'am!

Sure would like to get

in your pants, Ma'am!

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The first video of the death of Neda in Iran was posted on OS by one of us. (I don’t remember who, sorry. Please let us know who you are for full credit here.) Since that time there have been any number of disclaimers and many new versions that leave out… Read full post »

I dreamed one night in June 

That you dreamed one night in June

I wanted you so badly

And you wanted me so badly

That we willed ourselves together,

Met, amazed, in the middle

And made love all over the sky,

Gemini

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Dear Heart:

You are right.  I may have smeared a lot of innocent people when I sent my regrets about the reunion breakfast.    And then the ones who are not innocent may find what it's like to be lumped under labels simply because of their high school -- as so… Read full post »

Heart’s Prayer

Help me keep my heart large, Holy One.

Large enough to cherish and contain

Beloved Earth, our home.

Great enough to hold and keep great eagles, elk and mountain sheep,

Bears, big cats, small otters, beavers, mink,

All the ones who graze and swim and fly and creep,

All… Read full post »