PISS N VINEGAR

Too much beer, not enough beef jerky. Lips and words lacking grace. One small thought that has nothing to do with anything crescendos into an ugly soliloquy that is unnecessary and quite dumb. Funny….all that piss and vinegar comes pouring from two hearts that at their core love…love very much and very deeply. How? It makes little sense, except that maybe sometimes you just say stuff to cleanse the gutter so the whole house can look better. One thing I know…the opposite of love is not hate…it is indifference. Another thing I know...I love that man!

A FORTUNATE KOOKIE

I got a fortune in my cookie that says, “You will become an accomplished writer”…cool…because since I’m the editor of online newspapers and since I have absolutely no formal training other than Mr. Mitchell’s English IV class…I might need that piece of good fortune to come my way.

I am an entrepreneur and I have done a lot of things. I have raised ostrich, I have sold exotic animals via worldwide satellite, I have owned and operated a bed and breakfast, I have owned an art gallery and offered the fine world of art to my tiny town, and several other entrepreneurial things…but you know? This is the best!

I love to write and while I do possess fundamental skills on how a person should write and talk, the best thing I have going for me is my imagination.

I want what is written in my HPOs to do some good in the world of the people who read it. Plant the right kind of tree for our zone, catch a criminal, get a stray dog adopted into a loving home, give some folks a laugh….you know…be accomplished.

I have that fortune taped to my monitor and I read it every day. I’m glad that my kookiness has paid off and that I can consider myself “accomplished” simply because I have a fortune that tells me so…every day.

And just so you’ll know…when the flowers bloom there will be great joy in my life. Oh good.