Of This and That on a Gloomy Day in Spring, Especially in France Continue reading
Of This and That on a Gloomy Day in Spring, Especially in France
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Category Archives: Silly but fun
Quantum Magic
Quantum Magic Continue reading
Or Perhaps I’m Just Dreaming that I Do
Or Perhaps I’m Just Dreaming that I Do Continue reading
Heresy; Big Time
Heresy; Big Time Continue reading
Again
Again Continue reading
Inchoate Praxis or Something like That
Inchoate Praxis or Something like That Continue reading
Similes and Metaphors and Stuff like That
Similes and Metaphors and Stuff like That
Similes rolled off her tongue, she couldn’t help it. She was a Valley Girl. Deep in the Valley where gold grass is rolled and the kids float higher than the trees.
He was more into metaphors. OK, perhaps just lies but being Stanford literate he was pretty good at obfuscation, and alliteration, and self-delusion too.
An unlikely couple in a likely setting; Central California, hey, hey, the bay by Monterey. The King’s Hill. Lover’s Point Park … in the dark.
She wondered what their child might be like, if it came to that. A porpoise flew by, winked (or seemed to) and smiled.
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2017; all rights reserved
Cards on the Table, Divorce, American Style
Cards on the Table, Divorce, American Style
In the winds I hear Murphy, in a wonderful mood, whispering seductively:
“Isn’t it time to realize the dream some Founders shared, of a league of independent republics? After all, the discipline imposed on rebellious states after the Civil War has run its course and there are now serious efforts to overthrow the federation’s duly elected government. Why not a federation of three Pacific States in the West and another with New England and New York in the East with the rest remaining as they are, army, air force, navy and all?”
Hmmm, where would the two new capitals be? And would there really be a league? And what about Key West? What would the flags look like and would there be seats in the UN for all three?
Is Murphy always wrong?
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2017; all rights reserved
I Wonder if Chocolates Will Work
I Wonder if Chocolates Will Work
Feed a cold, starve a fever; or is it starve a fever feed a cold, or feed a cold starve a cold or feed a fever, starve a fever.
Oh, Damn!!! Just confuse the Hell out of them! That’s what K’ung-fu-tzu would do, or at least that sounds right.
But
My nose is stuffed and leaking like a broken spigot, my eyes are burning, I’m burning. Pills all over the place not doing anything, my cracked nose is about to fall off, I’m drowning in liquids, my room’s mess.
Feed a cold, starve a fever; or is it starve a fever feed a cold, or feed a cold starve a cold or feed a fever, starve a fever. Oh, Damn!!!
Chicken soup, oh yeah, chicken soup; but I hate chicken. I wonder if chocolates will work?
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© Guillermo Calvo Mahé; Manizales, 2017; all rights reserved
The Grand Hyperbole 2016
The Grand Hyperbole (pronounced Hyper Bowl)
2016 Continue reading
