Elizabeth Barrett Browning says:

What’s the best thing in the world?
June-rose, by May-dew impearled;
Sweet south-wind, that means no rain;
Truth, not cruel to a friend;
Pleasure, not in haste to end;
Beauty, not self-decked and curled
Till its pride is over-plain;
Love, when, so, you’re loved again.

What’s the best thing in the world?
–Something out of it, I think.

Ain’t Nuthing You Can Do About It

Playing “Spin The Bottle”
as a kid should have
taught you some very
valuable lessons about
committing to do things
dictated by luck-

— usually, bad luck

It seems that the choices
that come up at random
are almost always the ones
that you or I would be least
likely to jump into the
clothes closet with,
if we had our druthers….

— even with the N.G.K. rule
absolutely firmly in place.


And yes, damn it,
druthers is a word.

I don’t know where
to tell you to look
that one up, but still……

It’s easy to say:

” Oh no, I’m not doing
any of that, I quit ! ”

But, if you should have the
impudence to commit such
a scandalous outrage–

— one that flies
in the face
of every rule
of the
association of adolescents……

…. you will be permanently
discredited and forthwith
forced to carry around
the worst of the worst
of the potential childhood
earned dis-reputations —

That of a low-down,
gold bricker.


So, of course —
you give in to it,
and acquire a memory
that maybe you’re not
all that fond of remembering.

Did you know you can
actually taste the rubber bands
on someone else’s set of
orthodontic braces?

And that it was the girls
to which you were least
— that were always
the ones that wanted
to shove their tongues
farthest down your throat?

my aching uvula.

It’s all part of that whole
‘coming of age’ rigamarole,
I guess.

you might be wondering
just brought this topic
to my mind all of a sudden,
just in time for today’s post —

And I gotta be totally
honest with you —shakespeare

I was blowing up a rubber
balloon for a collegues’
birthday party and that
very special flavor/night
came raging back from my
long term memory,
— a good 40 something
years later.

Weird how your
memory works, huh ?

I hope she got
those braces off finally.

!!!!! HOY !!!!!