Facing the Pain
We sometimes find it necessary to travel to consult the oracle, and to sleep in the muse’s guest room. These fecund occasions can bring enlightenment, but sometimes not without over exposure to the raw power of the experience. Back home, I find myself exhausted, in need of some deep napping. But before I close my eyes, a first panoramic offspring from the trip must be given. This one captures the final moments of the journey and provides a neat allegorical summary. More later on multiple blogs you may frequent.
March 7, 2010 at 7:34 PM
03 certainly has gotten bigger, like “Topsey” he just growed and growed.
Nice shopping center, one stop shopping, Pollards roadkill cleanup, Pollards Taxidermy and Game Processer, Pollards Meat Market, (We make our own sausage!) and Face Your Pain Homeopathic Clinic with Dr. Payne, Dr. Hurt, Dr. Ripper and Dr. Frankenstein (pronounced “Fraun ken
steen”) specializing in limb amputation and prosthetics, walk ins welcome.
Our Motto, “If it hurts, cut it off! Waste not, want not!”
We all work together for you at Pollards Shopping Center!
March 8, 2010 at 7:49 AM
There’s a sci-fi novel by Christopher Priest that may interest you panomaniacals. It’s called INVERTED WORLD (1975).
“Probably the best received of his pure SF work was Inverted World, a novel set on a bizarre planet that can be best described as an inside-out sphere, its equator and poles stretching out to infinity. The protagonist Helward Mann literally sees this for himself in a narrative spike in the middle of the book, after which the plot tails-off to a typically inconclusive conclusion. The novel’s structure thereby mirrors the shape of the planet.
Many of his works could be classified as science fiction. Priest’s work often features unreliable narrators, and thereby raises questions about narrative, truth, and the nature of memory and reality.”
March 8, 2010 at 9:56 AM
Nice. Love O3 in li’l tete-a-tete with chicken.
Eastern Shore?
March 8, 2010 at 10:02 AM
Va beach.
March 8, 2010 at 12:15 PM
Ah. Not too far from the chicken-misery capital of the Eastern Shore.
I just paid a ridiculous amount of money to buy an organic, free-range chicken to eat for dinner tonight.
March 8, 2010 at 12:36 PM
I ate a Burger King chicken product last week that looked like a mutated waffle and tasted like I imagine wallpaper glue might taste. You did well with the expensive chicken.
March 8, 2010 at 5:29 PM
It’s good to have this kind of encouragement; I need it, since my social conscience is usually a poor match against my innate and very strong stingy reflex. .
March 9, 2010 at 8:23 AM
Virtuous chickens are our favorite. I will post my poulet roti recipe in CHICKENFOOT SOUP someday. I use butter & herbs.
March 9, 2010 at 8:27 AM
Ooh, that sounds good. And here’s a trick I learned from my Camerounian-Franco-American friend in Aix (duh): Marinate the thing in olive oil, garlic, teeny bit of salt, pepper and some herbes de provence for the day, throw it in the oven, and voila. Even my kid said it was great.