So the Grammy’s were on the other day. I did not watch. I find they refuse to nominate me or give me awards. Clearly this is... Continue reading→
Bric a brac
This page is the dumpster, the cavernous, faceless, identity-less posts that cannot be categorized easily into the other categories. They're not quite Travel, Food or Memoirs. They're not about Writing, they're certainly not Poetry or Fiction. Some are opinions pieces and right before I created this page they were tagged as "Opinion". However, not all of these are strictly opinions. Some are mere observations, others rants.
Anyway, here are all of those tired, unwashed and careworn denizens of this blog. I have to say some of these are not bad posts, it's just that they're like me; hard to define, or one could say, alphabetize, analyze, arrange, assort, brand, break down, catalogue, class, codify, distinguish, docket, file, grade, group, index, label, match, order, organize, peg, pigeonhole, regiment, segregate, sort, systematize, tabulate, tag, ticket, type, typecast. You get the general idea, right?
That's not to say I haven't tried categorising them. Just don't blame me if the category doesn't quite fit the slot..... In other words, I am blameless in this matter.
Socks Not the cat…. You know this, already. No cats allowed at SloWord. This one is dedicated to actual socks, the things you wear on your... Continue reading→
An Anthology of Personal Poetry
Since I hear no clamor from publishers wanting to publish anything written by me, I have decided to publish my “poetry” here. I suspect it will... Continue reading→
My ( final) Thoughts on Elections 2016
Thank the American God it’s over. What we have now is One Nation Under God. It says so, right there, see? United States. United. Capital U.... Continue reading→
How to Watch Paint Dry ( and why you should )
Here we shall explore How To Watch Paint Dry and also Why It’s a Good Thing. Yes, it is. It is a good thing and in... Continue reading→
The Second Annual Birthmonth Festival
As you may remember, most of you very carefully and diligently ignored the First Annual Birthmonth Festival. Now here is your chance to do so again. Yes,... Continue reading→
Evil Eyed Cherry
The other day I bought some cherries. Sunday, it was, yes, I remember well. I bought the cherries home and washed them and ate them and... Continue reading→
I wrote this poem for no reason For it’s really just the season. This poem is quite small and it’s very stupid and all. Tubetops, when... Continue reading→
My Artistic Career
I just explored a new career possibility as a painter. Which should surprise you, no? So far, as you know, I have displayed no artistic ability at... Continue reading→
I didn’t see it coming. It was all coming along so well. It came as a bit of shock actually. But let me back track a... Continue reading→