Sharing the World with the Undead
Biographical Musings from the Zombie Jar
So I am working on getting the second book out. At some point, I need to focus on alerting people to the first book. But here is a book cover idea sent to me: We put a giant magnifying glass on top of the front cover, with light streaming through and down to a point,… Read More
Conversation with Shasta: (End 2023) (Shasta and Mommy are on an airplane, flying to Chicago after a five-day visit. Mommy is comfortable in her loose, gunmetal-gray, Free People travel outfit, although she ended up getting patted down thoroughly because of her voluminous clothing. That TSA woman even tapped across her chest and inner thighs. Mommy… Read More
Leapt into the van,My protein bar disappearedDinner gone again. Where exactly did dinner go? I looked all around before I went into the meeting. Anyone else identify with this? Protein bars, protein bars everywhere, and not a bite to eat. Meanwhile, a larger problem lurks behind my confused attempts to find the missing peanut butter… Read More
Today’s haiku: Expiration dateCall it “Best by” but in truth –At some point it’s done. Jocelyn Turner In food and in life — it’s important to recognize that, whether you call it “Best by” or Expiration date,” everything in the universe will end, including the universe itself. And printed dates cannot always be trusted. “Best… Read More
Sigh. If we are looking for an operational definition of entitlement… Those coughing people who anonymously plunk themselves down, face uncovered, in the midst of crowds provide a perfect definition. My plea for today: All you coughing people (who do not suffer from a chronic medical condition that causes your cough) — STAY HOME! Or… Read More
I tried my hardest Inside a little slivver Of too tiny time. Zombie phrase of the day: Time is a Godzilla. Diyyybb ihhzzzz uhhhhggggzilllahh.
The road to hell is paved with good intentions.To-do lists are written expressions of good intentions.Therefore it follows that:The road to hell is paved — or at least ornamented — with to-do lists. Jocelyn Turner I’m thinking of putting the lists down. Except for the good ones, of course. The below was worth my time… Read More
Starbucks has had a quiet win that hasn’t gotten much notice in the press. The “pup cup” is a small, 2 ounce cup of pure whip cream, its size varying a bit depending on how the barista adds that white peak on top. Pup cups are free. For anyone who is wondering why Starbucks would… Read More
A small play, offering a slice of life in Turnerdom. In this trenche de vie, Shasta and Mommy are sitting on the dead couch. The new puppy has been having fun with the couch, already used as a cat tree by Whiner cat and a launch site by the younger Ginger puppy. The new puppy… Read More
Radioactive Monsters attack en masse Not all rockets win. My little haiku captures a truth worth remembering. Sometimes the good guys lose. Sometimes identifying the so-called good guys can be tough. Who is inside that rocket? Is Godzilla defending his home? His culture? That last year teaching, teachers used to look at me. Say something!… Read More
