How Fast is...

Fast ENOUGH?

So did you get a helpful tip bubble on your screen the last time you updated your blog? I did, and it was cool.

Supposedly blog readers don’t like hanging out waiting for a page to load and that leads to folks not reading you…that is IF it takes too long for your page to be done loading.

And I want to read you and I want all my dear internets to be read by lots and lots of peeps. And furthermore and so forth I, Queen of this cheer valley hereby decree that you, yes all of you – my dear internets go here and learn how to speed up your loading time cause your fast may not be fast enough. Just saying

Oh, are you curious about just how fast it takes your blog to load? Check out this site for getting a handle on your time.

My stats are Paradise Valley 2…Hell’s Mountain - 06.560

365 Views by Me – 01.631 seconds

I tested this a couple of times / few times and this was the average for my blogs.

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Get Ready

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Tell me your time and tell me who is ready for Christmas?

Heavy Metal

How’s about a little heavy metal or light weight metal? Too bad you’re gonna get some anyways. This is a collage of Metal Photographs, part of the Color series thang. The background on this one is a vase or vase depending on the way you pronounce it, normal or fancy a$$ed. The upper left is a portion of something a semi truck was hauling. They sorta looked like bicycle stands you used to see in school yards, but I don’t know what they really were, other than very heavy. The upper / mid- right is an escalator both a utilitarian moving stairway device and a scary monster that can grab shoe strings and such to maim and cut off feet and or toes. Yes very popular in hospitals and shopping malls. In the lower left is a shot of a disposable razor. Again both a utilitarian device for hair removal and a superior monster for removal of thin slices of skin. Take it from me you don’t want to experience the latter. EEE-OUW, ya know.

How do you feel about metals? Like ‘em, hate ‘em, tolerate? Cold, decorative, great out in the yard or better yet in someone else’s yard?

Happy Birthday Andrew!
And wondering where I am this week, someplace New to me...Are you there?

Anyone Day Trip...

So a while back we went in to G city, not spot you nasty peoples, Galveston. The city of Galveston. It has been almost 2 years since our last visit. Things have gotten better since then and it’s starting to look like some recovery has been made since Ike.

Well y’all know how my Beloved likes to take day trips and overnighters and vacations and junk, but because we couldn’t overnight nor vacate we day tripped. So without further ado here we go, yes we, cause you get to do this virtually and that way it is practically free for you. See I do know how valuable your time is.

This is a sideways look down the side of a building.

And this is another building

Yes once more, they have a few buildings there ya know. We were just hanging out and meandering up and down The Strand.

TaDah I knew you were ready for a frontal. Can you see me in the window?

A close up of some fancy a$$ed metal work on…yes you guessed it a building

Wow-sers a Full Frontal view. Wonder where I am in this shot.

Yes I thought we should look the other way, back at where we came from. Now get in the car and let’s go home.

Thank you my dear internets for joining me on this little yet vastly eye popping architectural day trip. Who wants the answer as to which window I was in? That would be the one across the street, really my dears I was taking the picture and could not have possibly been in a window on the third or fourth story of the building I was photographing. Now could I? 'Your average practical joke you slander? Ha, there is nothing average nor practical about my joking. Was this fun for you? I guess it matters not because it was fun for moi!

So what kind of buildings have you looked at lately? Tall ones? Short ones? Skinny ones? Fat Wide Fluffy ones? Invisible ones?

Shinny Hinny

I don’t think so, well maybe more like glow in the dark.


Well go on and put some dark a$$ed sun glasses on my dear internets cause it looks like I have been bestowed the Sunshine Award. Seriously, me spreading sunshine around. A load of stuff for the garden sure, but sunshine to go with it. I just don’t know what to think.

Thanks so much Laura from Shine the Devine for such an loverly award. I am positively beaming and so should the following bright dear internets.

Ma Vie Folle

A Writer’s Edge

Susan’s Snippets

Chronicles of an exhausted mom

Finding the Write Moment

Dancing with Daisy

Okay so no official rules were garnered by moi, but I picked 5 names from a Hat Crown anyways… do as you please as long as you pass it on. Yes your mission is to spread it. Spread it thickly or thinly, just so long as you spread it

Come and get it my dear internets!

Bread & Music

Sound intriguing? I hope so as I want to brief you on this nice book of poetry by Jennifer K. Sweeney, How to Live on Bread and Music. This is a wonderful collection of day to day life put into pondering poems. The book is nicely arranged between form, rhythm, general mood, and sentiment of each piece. The cover art is a piece by Richard Kochanek titled Angels in Procession. I found it to be easy to read and image filling for my eclectic mind, it's not one of those overthetop intellectual -what does that mean- type of book. IMO

This is the book I carried to read while getting my Boob Job and for reading while waiting for baby girl after school. Small enough not to be heavy in my purse and heavy enough to inspire me to write a poem that was triggered by this one...

5 O'Clock Poem

Descending the gray nudge of Market Street
I am heavy in my shoes,
a little sack bent.

The dryness in my throat
is familiar but not comfortable,
my body is familiar but not uncomfortable.

Most openings are too small to enter,
but upstream and tired, I fall in
achy stone of me exploding like a rose.


(for the rest you will have read the book) And one day maybe you, my dear internets, will get to read mine.

I received this book as a part of my membership in the American Poetry Society and to be completely honest with you it is the only one out of 4 books over the years that I have gotten for which I can say I truly enjoyed. I read every poem, most more than once and some more than three times. I liked it so much that I sent an email to the publisher, Perugia Press, telling them so and to please pass my kudos on to Ms. Sweeney.

How to Live on Bread and Music
by Jennifer K. Sweeney
Perugia Press
ISBN 978-0-9794582-2-4

Is this thing on?

Okay my dear internets I just want to remind you that this is November and once again I’m taking part in the Chapbook Challenge Poem a Day hosted by Robert Lee Brewer over at Poetic Asides, (twitter — #novpad)


Here is a little ditty from day 2

Linger

She was ready
                     .had been
since age forty-three
                     .but now
some fifty years latter
                     .she is
not quite ready
                     .after all

Now my dear internets I once again dare to you to take a chance and write a poem. Come on you and your crazy a$$edness can do it. And don’t forget April is National Poetry Month and yes I will challenge you to write poetry then too. But why wait?

Now tell me who is foregoing Thanksgiving this year to write? Hey hubbies can cook too ya know, just ask mine. {wink}

So lucky to be Alive!

Yes this is the long awaited for post about our trip home from Fort Worth. Y’all know the one in which we went to the Japanese Fall Festival and met the super duper all original and organic Jai.

So there we were, driving away from the what-a-burger with happy faces and the ‘wonder how long it’s gonna take to get home’ feet.

The van was shifting funny, but not in a laughing sort of way. It would go into overdrive then after a few minutes it would shift back down then back to overdrive. Humm. We had just make it outside of Dallas and back on to our familiar I45 when…are you ready?...someone had to pee and someone else was hungry and well you get the picture. We stopped at a gas and eat station. Did our business and purchased some subway samwitches (is too spelled wright)

Back on the road, eating while Beloved was driving and commenting on how the sky looked, figuring we would be getting rained on just any minute…then I spotted a rainbow. We chit-chatted about rainbows and how scientifically they come about, yeah, we are that kind of family. Then Beloved says “hey does that cloud look funny.” Y’all know not the laughing way, but OH $hit kind of funny.

I already had my camera out on accounta of the rainbow and junk. So Hey I though take some pictures. Cars had pulled over and we keep on going and taking pictures, most were blurry. Sorry the rainbow didn’t come out, but this one did

We did not know it was crossing the freeway a mile or so ahead of us. It came down on a school blew the roof, knocked the field goals about in the football field, tumped over a train car behind the school.

We saw two different cars that has spun around in the ditch (people okay?)

An ambulance and a couple of cop cars went flying off, we can only assume they were taking family members to the hospital (?)

Then we got to it there in the middle of the freeway on the south bound, our, side of I45 was an 18 wheeler, torn up and laying on its side facing the wrong way (Driver?) Debris was strew all over the road from the truck and the school, insulation was in the trees across the freeway from the school.

Once we got past that, about 7 to 10 miles we ran into hail, it hailed on us for some miles, nowhere to take cover. The hail ranged from pea sized up to large marbles, y’all know the shooter size. But we made it through; I know you were beginning to wonder.

Do you know we still believe this was a good weekend. We were together, saw a really neat drum performance, meet a wonderful dear internet and lived to tell about it. I mean, come on, how much better can it get? No don’t answer that it was a hysterical question and those required no answer.