Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
I love that Shakespeare is lamenting his need to produce plays in order to make a living when he wants to be a poet above all else. I think the same was true of Don Marquis, who had to churn out newspaper columns, and let his friend archy write the "nest of poems" collecting on the floor.
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Oh, to live in the day when journalists were poets!
JACE May 6, 2025 at 12:42pm In response to "Medicine"
In deference to the pill, I believe most meds have a coating on them. Perhaps some pill manufacturer might consider making that coating a candy one, thus putting it on the same level as the M&M.
If you use your floor as a table, then perhaps enjoying the M&M after taking the pill might be possible, but, if the floor isn't a table then perhaps it is a mysterious road to a mystical [place you might not want to enter and therefore perhaps ingesting anything off of the floor is a no no.
We don't have a five-second rule; we have a Max and a Bellah. Any food item that hits the floor belongs to whichever gets to it first. Of course, they do wait until they are told they can gobble it up since not all items that hit the floor are canine-friendly.
Just stumbled upon a recent video of Paul Simon being interviewed and found it most interesting. It seems heās losing his hearing and the thought resonated with me and my fear of losing my sight. It was a point of contact, perhaps.
But then he started talking about how the songs for his latest album came to him. And they came in a dream. Bingo, I thought, thatās exactly what happens to me sometimes. Once again, I was reminded that āyour old men will dream dreamsā Joel 2:28, Acts 2:17. That has become almost a motto of mine over the last few years. It seems itās true.
Anyway, Paul went on from there to thoughts of life, death and old age, all so familiar to me - although mine might be a bit more focused. Writers are so logical, you know. It was nice to hear that Iām not the only one experiencing old age in such a manner.
The video is below if youāre interested. Most of the stuff Iāve been talking about is in the first few minutes but youāll probably be caught and listen to the whole thing. Be warned.
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