A Modest Proposal for Our Fearless Leader

This just in from Slate:

"I think -- tide turning -- see, as I remember --I was raised in the desert, but tides kind of -- it's easy to see a tide turn -- did I say those words?"
-- Our President, asked if the tide is turning in Iraq

In my humble opinion (that of a yellow-dog Democrat), this man should have listened to more Blondie in the 80's. Heck, he should listen to Blondie instead of Condie right now. I mean it. In fact, here's some good advice from Parallel Lines:



Oh, don't ya know?
Don't wanna see ya any more.
Put up or shut up.
Ya spell, ya read, D.O.O.R.
Ya got a big mouth and I'm happy to see
your foot is firmly entrenched
where a molar should be.
If you talk much louder
you could get an award
from the federal communications board...

Oh, don't ya know?
I don't wanna see ya curse and pout.
Pack it and move it.
Ya spell, ya read, O.U.T out.
Don't go be bad 'cause you been had.
Don't go away sad.
Don't go away mad,
Just go away!
Go away!
Go away and stay away!

"Where There is No Vision, the People Parrish"

From American Heritage (click to enlarge)

Maxfield Parrish (1870-1966) was already a familiar magazine and advertising illustrator when he created this promotion for Edison Mazda light bulbs in 1922. As a child gazes at the lamplight’s reflection in the water, a couple stares at its source atop a pile in a mystical Venetian harbor. Behind them is a sky of the cobalt that was known as Parrish blue. Parrish achieved the luminous colors that marked much of his artwork by a technique involving several coats of oil and varnish.

The only piece I have by Parrish is an advertising booklet for Jell-O. It's beautiful but nothing like this advert.

I want to wake in a room whose walls are Parrish blue.

Mars Bars! (Verbatim: An e-mail I received from my 7th grade teacher)

The red planet is about to be spectacular! This month and next, Earth is catching up with Mars in an encounter that will culminate in the closest approach between the two planets in recorded history. The next time Mars may come this close is in 2287. Due to the way Jupiter's gravity tugs on Mars and perturbs its orbit, astronomers can only be certain that Mars has not come this close to Earth in the last 5,000 years, but it may be as long as 60,000 years before it happens again. The encounter will culminate on August 27th whenMars comes to within 34,649,589 miles of Earth and will be (next to the moon) the brightest object in the night sky. It will attain a magnitude of -2.9and will appear 25.11 arc seconds wide. At a modest 75-power magnification Mars will look as large as the full moon to the naked eye. Mars will be easy to spot. At the beginning of August it will rise in the east at 10 p.m. and reach its azimuth at about 3 a.m. By the end of August when the two planets areclosest, Mars will rise at nightfall and reach its highest point in the sky at 12:30a.m. That's pretty convenient to see something that no human being has seen in recorded history. So, mark your calendar at the beginning of August to see Mars grow progressively brighter and brighter throughout the month. Share this with your children and grandchildren. NO ONE ALIVE TODAY WILL EVER SEE THIS AGAIN.
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My question to the Magic 8-ball and the Ouija board and to the Tarot and to you, Dear Reader:

What perturbs your orbit?

I down, XXIII left

According to my MFA workshop, I have a completely finished poem. I have never felt that anything (except childbirth) was ever over, ever completed. Now only 23 to go for my thesis.

Query: We need 24 poems to graduate. Should I shoot for collection or composition? I have two themes in mind...

10 et Son

At MFA program and swamped--but had to share this. If Russell can go public, so can I.

MOJOMEME #1--FROM THE LIBRARY

BOOKS: The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind, Julian Jaynes.



That's all, folks.

Alphabetical Meme

accent: Sort of southern/Kentucky nasal variety

booze: Tequila, vodka, champagne (beer: Sam Adams)

chore I hate: Vacuuming

dogs/cats: 2 cats (Loco the Longhair, Shadow the Shorthair) and Frodo the dancing Papillon

essential electronics: Computers, bronze bedside lamp (Mouse reading a book)

Favorite perfume/cologne: Fleur d'Interdit, Chanel No. 5, Lavender Essential Oil, Fig Essential Oil. In an emergency, vanilla extract.

gold/silver: Yes, and also platinum.

hometown: Denver, Colorado

insomnia: Nope

job title: Medical Language Specialist

kids: Two (son, 22; daughter 8)

living arrangements: 1888 Queen Anne (our third and most expensive child) with my family, pets, and Harvey's cookie jar collection

most admired trait: Wicked sense of humor

number of sexual partners: It's a prime number.

overnight hospital stays: Childbirth, dehydration, hemorrhage

phobia: Riding lawnmowers

quote: Whut?

reading: Sugar Among the Freaks and am amazed!

siblings: I had one sister, who died last August.

time I usually wake up: 3:45 (if you need a wake up call, I'm available).

unusual talent: I am one heckuva poker player

vegetable I refuse to eat: Fried pickles--wrong on so many levels

worst habit: Perfectionist

x-rays: Bitewings are my weakness, although I'm partial to Panorex.

yummy foods I make: Milky Way cake is my newest confection. I'm not the best cook I know, but I am an excellent (and spontaneous) seasoner. You give me four ingredients and a spice rack--I can usually come up with something very edible.

zodiac sign: Cancer

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10: Summer hats that I own (plus a ballcap emblazoned with OUT FOR TROUT and an old straw fedora that's my secret weapon in bass fishing).

9: Pages of poetry in my summer workshop manuscript

8: Days till MFA

7: Books read for the reading list

6: New poetry drafts (4 are crap, 1 is puzzling, 1 is exciting)

5: Pairs of Nikes clotting my entry (this is amazing, because only 4 people live here and I wear Skechers)

4: Little Yodas sitting on my desk (although I loathe Star Wars, love Yoda I do)

3: Days till i'm 7 to the second power

2: Cups of coffee brought to me (one a.m. and one p.m.) every day. I am a spoiled girl who's slightly hyper.

1: Best husband and he lives here. I have a hosta garden now, where last week there was only mud and new steps where there was a rotten deck.

0: People with whom I'd change places

Dirt Under My Fingernails

Orange Prelude (solid fluorescent orange, early bloomer)
When I Dream (ruby outer petals with firefly-green throat--my favorite--reminds me of the old Crystal Gale song, too)
Siloam Star (yield-yellow, small front daylily)
Red Ribbons (tall spider lily, graceful as a Ghanan--this one is gorgeous and Harvey's favorite)
Strawberry Candy (pink and peachy-red with deeper red "lozenge" center--the "prettiest" but not the coolest--see above)

These are the 50 new daylilies we've planted in front of our house. When I Dream, Siloam Star, and Strawberry Candy are blooming. This gives us 9 daylily varieties total, which is enough. We have over 350 blooms right now--wish you could see it!

We (well, I) laid out, and then we (well, Harvey) planted the hosta garden (new side garden) and added ferns dug at Harvey's family farm. Caladiums are coming up "a treat," as my great-grandfather would say, but my bleeding hearts, well, didn't even break the soil, and our hydrangeas are sporting beautiful leaves but puny little mopheads.

We bought the new daylilies and hostas from a lily farm outside our town. There were HUNDREDS of blooms--not only daylilies, but cannas, callas, stargazers, Asiatics...doubles, triples, bicolors, tricolors, spots, streaks, spirals, variegated foliage (callas). I felt, well, plain in front of such a riot. We don't even have freckles, although Harvey has a very cute mole on his right cheek.

I wish the field above was ours--but we don't have that much sun for a full-on garden spot. (The photo's from a place where we've ordered bulbs before). Shade gardening is much harder to plan. Hopefully these hostas will be as beautiful in the ground as they are in the sketchbook.

I miss the barenakedladies/magic lilies at our other house. Maybe we can find some and transplant.