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Doodles (9)Shoeless Joe and the Babe Make Music 𝄢𝄞♩♪♫♬𝅘𝅥𝅮   The maestro has a baton hand To strike a major chord before his fans. He sees the hit sign near third bass And settles into his percussive space. He calls for pause but not to balk; He fouls an octave of pitches; he will not walk. No Angel...he intends...to flatten Kenny Rogers' pitch perfection, And segues into a natural groove, while patient in his swing selection. By mid-game, the Damn Yankees have hit for the cycle with Seven Tony's: Kubek, Lazzeri, Pena, Fernandez, Clark, Rensa and Zych. Then, after a bit of chin music, a glissando fills the rhythm of the savior, Who, with one riff after another, and not another run, conducts us to the final score. |
Yo Joe (or How to Pronounce Johansson) 
 When I yogi an asana session with Judi, it's Joe-ga. My favorite Star Wars character is Joe-da. My favorite cellist...Joe-Joe-ma. John Lennon married Joe-ko Ono. Yes and Toto super-grouped as Joe-so. I once had a yellow Duncan butterfly Joe-Joe ...And so-o-o, to continue the switch of Joe for yo: A pirate ditty comes with rum and Joe-Ho-Ho. One who talks sense like Berra, is a Joe-gi-ism man. A Rocky imitator might spout "Joe Adrian". A rural neighbor is a local Joe-kel. Singing in the alps is really a Joe-del. Ansel Adams' favorite park is Joe-sem-it-ee. An English breakfast might come with Joe-gurt and tea. If you're bad, you might be Joe-k-ed, like an oxen or two. And if you're hit with an egg, well, then, the Joe-lk's on you. |
Smokey Mountain Air There's a wanton wind weaving through the willows, Soughing like the brokenhearted. Sounding like the beau who came so gamely from the hollows, Who whispered how he'd aimed at love, And missed...and prayed for comfort from above. Then, when release was wanting, he departed... Back into the lingering mist and weeping stands of sorrow. |
What is "I Bow Forward to You"?* *Venerable Alex Trubec's Jeopardy response to the answer "Namaste".  Playlist for a typical yoga session Let's start in a comfortable child's pose...In yoga, we don't dwell on past or future woes. Feet together, knees apart, forearms and forehead to the floor. Be present in the moment...bring yoga to the fore. Rock the head side to side - give the forehead a nice massäge. Start breathing deeply in through the sinus passäge, And then out through the mouth (as if fogging a glass). Fill the belly, then the chest...and the shoulders last. Exhale fully - empty the shoulders, the chest and the belly. Try to refresh every alveoli. Now seal the lips and maintain that breathing depth. Hear the sound of the ocean in your breath. ----- Raise the right hand high and then, slowly, thread the needle. Right cheek to the mat - hand forward for a left side bend. But not too twisty - we're not limber yet...keep it gentle people. Repeat on the left and then, while wiggling, to a table-top we ascend. Flat back, hands under the shoulders, and hips over knees, Breathe in/out through three continuous and sinuous cat/cows, please. With little pause in pose or breath...then circle the hips about... And one last cat/cow to balance everything out. Come to stillness, gaze is down, prepare for a balanced on-knee stride; Lift and stretch the right leg and left arm, then the other side. Let's do five crunches to a side - a good warming at our session start. Down dog; walk hands to feet; fold; rise all the way up; bring hands to heart. Bow the head and close the eyes with all thoughts pent... And set your yoga practice intent. ----- Now, with breath to movement in transition, And multiple breaths for strenuously held poses, (Among twenty warriors) we practice flows (Hatha and Vinyasa, with Chaturanga and Sun Salutation), 'Til, through these isometric and kinetic courses, we reach a warmer condition... Which increases after a wide legged fold and five star-horses. Now we bow to the first pyramid (in an exalted warrior domain). Our second pyramid on the right is better than the first, And the third is the most complete, just like on the Giza plain. A Crescent Moon proceeds a flow across the Nile to more stars and horses, Mirrored pyramids, a blue moon, and another mountain course. ----- As the work gets harder, I appreciate your obeisance. Let's leave Miṣr/Egypt and steal into a twisted crescent Before a humble warrior, runner's, and a drink in half splits. Crab walk the foot back out for low lying lizard with a twist Which sets us up to walk the plank to a couple of dolphins. A camel hump or two brings us back to Giza and a Sphinx. Any time you need more time in a recovery pose Just say "not yet" when a command is too much like pharaoh's. Yogis. Please. When riding your abs in a bow (Or in locust or superman or other prone pose), Don't fear a full breath out; Because a strong core...is what yoga is all about. ----- Sleep two pigeons before balancing in a tree. Plant a foot, bend a leg and grow your branches. Power on up to one legged warrior (find your Shakti). Crane your wings up and down, three times. Now mantis stance, Bowing down to standing splits, rising up like ballerinas in dance... Or warrior threes (for you he-men). To standing wind removal we go. Then eagles and Shiva squats before finally flying your crow. Warmly now, in supine pose, we reverse the bow of our backs; We twist our spine and bridge our gaps. Sit up for seated, crossed and straight legged folds. Then happy baby, and, lastly...a tight little roll. ----- Now, let it all go into your final savasana pose. Feel the pulse in the fingers and toes. From our active synapses and strong heart beat, Waves and fields form from our being. Let phosphenes imagine a wonderful place... That your traveling spirit may embrace. ----- We absorb and reflect the visible spectrum differently But we are all children of the light, radiating extra-spectrally. ----- Now, one last long stretch. Bring life back to the flesh. Circle hands and feet and come to a comfortable seat Until our closing prayer is complete. Hands to heart, heart to hands. May we live life with compassion. [Hands to lips.] May we speak truth and kindness. [Hands to third eye space.] May we seek beauty always. [Bow forward and pray.] From my heart to yours, Namaste. [Take a moment in nirvana to reflect on the five no ell yamas: Non-harming, truthfulness, non-stealing, non-possessiveness, And (to moderate the senses) walking in God-consciousness.] |
Westerns Wayne He rode into town covered in sweat, dirt and pain. His last two bits went to the ostler for a stall, oats and grain. Rio Grande water, even laced with lye, couldn't wash away his sins Or the blood from from the hands that had taken six men. But the Colt in his holster took the blame with unrest... Along with the battered tin star upon his seething chest. A lonesome but determined Ranger, he'll make this Texas Republic just, With honor, fortitude, and the Lone Star people's trust. |
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Tern Cycles Route map link for HB Parks Bike Ride When I'm not in it for the long ride Top sprocket doesn't ring right. But I take a grip, and gear up with a wrest, To compete with the traffic on our roads west. By Gloria and Gumm I've tuned the cable barrel To enter balmy park land and littery peril (Mostly from eucalyptus, pine and geese) In butterfly Gibbs, and pelican Carr at trout release. I'm light on the calipers, coasting downhill, past quiet afternoon tees, The driving range, the lowlands, and up to a view (of the Wintersberg drink). If you ride with no hands on the (initially) paved path You can see over the rail to the teals, mallards, wigeons and scaups. Past the Slater trail merge, you smell the salt water marsh, and see the bentonite silt That's stalked by grievous grebes, plodding plovers, sanderlings, sandpipers and stilts. Encouraged by the piping of killdeer, I ride over the rills to the second channel span, And it's here...that now, you've really arrived...at Surf City eBirder land. I long for a remote controlled scow as I come to the pont and peer over the side, Where it's not just waste water under the bridge, but plenty of plastic, that'll find land at low tide. Then I'm onto the Brightwater side of the trail, with the zooming of long-lensed e-birders, The unleashing of canine pet owners, the zipping of charged-up E-bikers...and the tootling of terrible trikers. The ponds are usually quite ducky here - aswim with Ruddys and Redheads. I'm tired of the silence of herons and feel a need to be outspoken..so I go ahead And say "hey mate, did you get a good gander at that great gaggle of birds?" Of course, I meant the buffleheads, pelicans, cormorants, mergansers and honkers. The channeling comes to an end at the tidal culverts, where there's always a tern around. From here you can see the nearby beach, some loons, and a surf scoter or two. Towards Warner, after migration, you sometimes see a solo Great White. Perhaps he's home alone because he went fishing, fell asleep and missed his family flight. After reviewing recordings of numerous terns and sea mews, A head referee birder declares: "just a common foul" (to his crew). On past the vista point, I hang a ralphie on down to the low road that's bermed from the patch. This trail's so seldom shralped that you'll clap over gopher holes to get on top of the much smoother branch. Then its the Talbert ride up to Edwards Hill where I stop and e-loop (no button). Then it's slow past the ukuleles and anglers, to the rooted ride of Lake Huntington. There the path exits across fairway #5, where I loudly call out: "negative four", Which the local teed-off disc golphers have learned...means just the opposite of "fore". I cut to the dirt via the Senior Center path and past the Shipley Nature Center gate Where waxwings, bluebirds, warblers and finches come to rest, nest and congregate. Exiting the park at Villa Nueva, there's a culvert that's haunted by an egret who always stays snowy And, sporting some handsome pin feathers, makes this last leg both sloughy and showy. |
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Here's Mud In Your Aye-aye Over the lips, past the gums, watch out stomach here it comes. Cheers, toast, roast and boast: what's best for raising a drink off the coast? Afya njema is swahili, achchha svaasthy is hindi, and minoby is (by all means) malagasy. While over in Zibo and Kobe, both gānbēi and kanpai go with baijiu and sake. Linksmai in Lithuania puts them at hole number 19 the most. Vodka enthusiasts tee up (while not out to drive) with a na zdorovie, a skol, or a prost. On Sráid Grafton, just one of you lifts two fingers, in order to share a pair of vicker collared sláintes. While up in Evan-of-Snowdonia's Llanfair, you'll never welsh...on a round of iechyd das. Vino is primo for felicidades, salud, l’chaim and...cin cin, But you'll need a little ouzo or retsina...for an opa with kin. Voisine says there's noroc without him in a Romanian bar. But in Helsinki and Lappland...it's winners kippis so far. The Deschutes' Jubel pales...in comparison to Carlsberg's jubel in Oslo. And if it's a Thai to the bar, you might offer to buy, and then toast with a chịyo. If you're thinking of drinking more in Estonia, you might do it near an inn with a rõõmuhõisked. But while in Sarajevo or Zagreb, you go out for a živjeli or two...before going home and to bed. |
Charity In my teens, we lived in Carmichael, California. There, I attended high school on the banks of the American River. Dad had a sweet and frisky black Labrador retriever that didn't like to be confined. Once, we visited the San Diego Zoo Safari Park where they had day kennels. My dad told them about the dog's escapism and they told him "sir, we keep lions here". He went back to the camper to get some things and guess who was sitting beside the truck waiting for him? The local elementary school wearied of the dog joining the children for recess so dad had to start keeping him in a cage (10'x10'x10' or so) which worked after spying out the dog's escape route through the roof and subsequently wire wrapping the edges. Before the cage, I was down by the river on a warm day when I heard a commotion out on the water. A 6-man raft towing beers in the ice cold water came into view. One of the rafters, while hauling in the Buds, exclaimed "that dog is going for the beer!" And another advised "it's Charity - go on and give her one." They tossed a can out to her which she gently retrieved. I walked to the water's edge, looked up stream, and watched as Charity expertly opened the can and lapped up the beer. She then headed back up river through the brush. To this day, I don't know who was in that raft or how she got home...but I'll always remember that when it came to free cheer, Charity was reserved...for just one giving dog. Post Charity: Maggy and Buck were joyous blond dogs who loved to retrieve (sometimes fetching sticks as big as small trees).  
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In 2020 The Lakers Don't Blow
the Bubble Image courtesy of the Poughkeepsie Journal W1 & NBA Champs (LAL) (4-1)(4-1)(4-1)(4-2): LBJ is president on the floor, and lane marching chief of this new Laker corps. The unibrow is considered a warlock sign, and AD was like Magic on his way to pacific championship time. Katavious amazes us with his driving and D, and then, when it's needed, it's...KCP for three! While palming the pea, the not-so-baby Do...feints and then deals...and makes the Lakers bench go. E5 (Miami) (4-0)(4-1)(4-1)(2-4): Who is responsible for the wasting of Bucks and Milwaukee's demise? The Butler did it's no lie. When the Heat is on go, they've a Crowder on D...and a Jae in their O. In the finals, Miami reached for a Herro in need, and the young guard almost completed the deed. W3 (Denver) (4-3)(4-3)(1-3): Golden Nugget Murray twice leads his brethren, in improbable wins of games five, six and seven. You'd better not bluff when the Joker's around, or Jokić will spin in the paint or deal it from downtown. If you don't harass Harris all over the place, he'll shoot consecutive threes right in your face. E3 (Boston) (4-0)(4-3)(1-4): Celtic Tatum doesn't play like O'neal, but he comes up as big as any in most back-court ordeals. Opponents forget, at some peril, not to poke at the Bear, often resulting in a grizzly Brown tear. And occasionally, after a steal, there's a Smart bomb from three! W4 (Houston) (4-3,1-4): The Beard didn't sky rocket the score in game seven, but his three blocks were surely from heaven. Coveted Covington was there when Westbrook was not, and then he was dealt for Ariza, like the Rockets forgot. E2 (Toronto) (4-0)(3-4): The Raptors are savory, with guarded seasoning from chef Lowry. Also cooking from range was the Van Fleet of footmen, but together they still couldn't keep the heat out of the kitchen. W2 (LAC) (4-2)(3-4): The Clippers watch half of the playoffs from the lanai, despite solid dos from Leonard, Kawhi. By George, the threes just wouldn't fall, but he remained professional because he's PG-13 with the ball. E1 (Milwaukee) (4-1)(1-4): The younger Lopez twin plays like a dear, but he got shot for the season this year. The D-man of the year is the Greek freak, but Janus went lame at the end of the Bucks' streak. W6 (Utah) (3-4): Twice scoring over 50, Donovan Mitchel Jazzes it up, but for 4 out of 7, he, alone, wasn't enough. W5 (OKC) (3-4): Not even CP 3 O can help the Thunder ascend, when the force awakens in episode seven. W7 (Dallas) (2-4): In two wins Luka Doncic probably dunked it, but in the other four games it was more like he lost it. W8 (Portland) (1-4): Damian Lillard has incredible range, but Portland blazed out when he got hurt in the initial heat stage. E8 (Orlando) (1-4): Nikola Vucevic was Magic in game one, making two thirds of his threes and being strong on rebounds. E7 (Brooklyn) (0-4): In his playoff appearance, LeVert Netted no wins, because 57% of his shots went off of the rim. E6 (Philadelphia) (0-4): The Sixers were middling and in need, because they didn't get enough from center Embiid. E4 (Indiana) (0-4): This time Malcolm Brogdon was off his pace, except in game three, when he anchored a race. |
Legal Briefs If a lawyer wears shoes and socks, his feet can be quite comfy as he sues and he shocks. If in a divorce case, adultery doesn't make sense, a lawyer goes for his drawers...full of evidence. If a trial gets stagnant and is in need of a change of pace, a lawyer can pull on laundered briefs from his own attache case. If a lawyer is giving a defendant the third degree, he's conceding that it's not part of the charge of quackery. If a defendant caught amongst missing easels needs a hand, he might be counseled against taking the stand. If insubstantially pressed in a suit, a plaintiff's arraignment might be held in dispute. If a terse judge speaks after verdict suspense, it might be in the form of an abbreviated sentence. If a perp is seen splitting a boat crane into bits, it might just be duly recorded in an affidavit. If a lawyer's legalese loses precision, it just might lead to a change of jurisdiction. If an attorney feels out a client's situation, the defendant might end up with probation. If a moored boat wasn't kept locked, a judge might end up with a seizure on his docket. If a witness' walk to the stand takes a very vulgar spin, the unruffled bailiff still swears him in. If a convict's collar gets wet with perspiration, he might get to ask for a new stay of execution. If a too nude model gets quite defiant, his counselor might not have a means to depose his own client. If entering a plea for Christian salvation, a defendant might hope for atonement and re-cross-examination. If a lawyer frames a query to the panel without hurry, he might be trying to mount a case for a hung jury. If a recused attorney still submits a large bill, the client might avoid payment...due to acquittal. |
Who Dares the Wrath of Zorro? My grandfather, Zelindo, told stories of walking to his one room school in Sienega, California. The boys often carried 22's for hunting on the way. And they checked traps. One day they found a raccoon in one of their live traps. The top and sides of the trap were made with wire, making it dangerous to approach. But they put a long branch through the handles and brought the caged animal to class. The angry raccoon would try to claw at anything that came near. One of the students had a bad habit of acting up and, on this day, he went too far...so the teacher told him: "You! Go sit on the 'coon box!" |
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