No Worries

  

 

I am working on stories for Halloween.

I was concerned I would not be be inspired this year

because I have been distracted by the ‘real world’.

Now 

my only concern is that my monsters will not be able to measure up to the less than savory characters I have been crossing paths  with in my day to day life. 

That I suppose, will be the challenge I have to meet as a writer.  

 

 

 

Saturday

Its Saturday, it’s a three-day weekend and I am writing stories for October

and by October I mean

Halloween

Right now my husband is running for office

which means I am up to my, er, hips in politics.

One can only imagine the horrors  I will  be inspired to write.

Electricity Is Not My Friend

Photo By: Ostephy

I have almost been hit by lightning twice:

Once it hit a tree about five feet away from where I was standing.

The next time I was almost hit I was out in the woods and this time the lighting hit the ground right next to me- I was fine until I heard someone  scream, ” Wow, is that woman DEAD?”

So of course I start looking for a dead person.

It took me a minute to realize they were talking about me.

I’ve also been electrocuted at least a half-dozen times.

I hate electricity.

And I think it hates me right back.

Photo By: Lespowell

 

A.M.M. Factoid

Comic By: Natalie Dee

 

 Years ago I saw this movie about these creatures that looked like roaches and one of them killed a girl by hiding on her phone- so when she went to make a call it attached itself to her ear and then it somehow heated itself up and burned itself into the side of her head. 

I have hated phones ever since. 

I also hate electricity but that’s another story for another day.

amm

 

I Call It Home

Little Drop Of Poison
(Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan 1997)
I like my town with a little drop of poison
Nobody knows they’re lining up to go insane
I’m all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter
But I feel much cleaner after it rainsAnd she left in the fall, that’s her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Did the devil make the world while God was sleeping?
There’ll never get a wish from a bone
Another wrong goodbye and a hundred sailors
That deep blue sky is my home

And she left in the fall, that’s her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Well, a rat always knows when he’s in with weasels
Here you lose a little every day
Well, I remember when a million was a million
They all have ways to make you pay

And she left in the fall, that’s her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

And she left in the fall, that’s her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

At Your Chamber Door

photo: a.m. moscoso

If you knocked on this door, would anybody answer?

Would you want them too?

photo: a.m. moscoso

  

If you knocked on this door

someone would answer.

 Once upon a time

 that someone may have been me.

  

photo: a.m. moscoso

 But you really would not want me to answer that door

you really wouldn’t. 

Crackerjack Anyone?


My husband won a spot in the Primary Election

and that means

he moves onto the

General Election.

YAY LUIS-From Anita Marie's Irregular Bones

Over the Primary there were things that happened that I did like-working with friends was a big

PLUS

On The Campaign Trail With Luis (R) and Vince (L)

and things happened that

I did not like

and in that time for some strange reason I developed a crazy craving for

Peach Rings

and

Sour Apple Rings.

I should probably mention I have spread my craving on to everyone who comes near those crunchy bags of sour sweetness that I now carry around at all times.

Also, I went back to reading and listening to lectures on

Physics.

 Recently I have decided to read up on String Theory.

That’s right- for FUN I read up and listen to lectures are Physics.

Want to make something out of it?

 So as the days tick down to Election Day I can only hope that there will be no shortage of Sour Peach and Apple rings -and that I find something to laugh about at least once a day.

Fingers Crossed Everyone.

Dude-Really?

So my husband is out there doing what people who are running for office do on  Primary Election Day.

 They show up on corners with their campaign signs and friends and press the flesh and smile and wave.

Its going good when one of his opponents fans runs up to one of my husband’s supporters and says…

go on

GUESS

what he says.

One might  think he would  rant about my husband’s position on

taxes or jobs or the economy or education.

Oh No.

This “Fan” wants to know if my husband has a birth certificate and can he prove he is an American.

Sigh.