Showing posts with label Sweets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sweets. Show all posts

Thursday, January 31, 2019

POLAR VORTEX

 January Twenty Eighth
The frigid has not yet arrived, but it will be here later today.  I'm well stocked and plan to be inside till the storm passes.
What It Is
https://youtu.be/dvHTFNuwa8U

January Twenty Ninth
All day in bed and Unwell
No Temperature
No Energy
Made Soup
Organic carrots and Leaks
Thyme, Cumin, Salt, Herbs of Provence
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 January Thirtieth
Trader Joe Blondie Bar
So easy, add one stick of butter and an egg (I use 2)
350 degree oven for 31-4 minutes
Three for our valiant super, three for me and
a box to share with my group

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Homeopathic Medicine
Oscilllcoccinum
All three at 6 hour intervals and I'm much improved
(see link)

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January Thirty First
Shivering Shot
Leaning out the front window three flights up 
 
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Here Comes February
Sobering Throwback

https://youtu.be/-zTKnwwJAfU

 Saturday February 2 is Groundhog Day, so look for your shadow and Sunday the 3rd the Sun Returns with temperatures in the forties.
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LINK
Oscillococcinum
https://www.walgreens.com/store/c/boiron-oscillococcinum-homeopathic-flu-medicine-quick-dissolving-pellets/ID=prod366595-product

Lyric
Sam was lyin' in the jungle Agent orange spread against the sky like marmalade Hendrix played on some foreign jukebox They were praying to be saved Those gooks were fierce and fearless That's the price you pay when you invade Xmas in february Sam lost his arm in some border town His fingers are mixed with someone's crop If he didn't have that opium to smoke The pain would never ever stop Half his friends are stuffed into black body bags With their names printed at the top Xmas in february Sammy was a short order cook In a short order black and blue collar town Everybody worked the steel mill But the steel mill got closed down He thought if he joined the army He'd have a future that was sound Like no xmas in february Sam's staring at the vietnam wall It's been a while now that he's home His wife and kid have left, he's unemployed He's a reminder of the war that wasn't won He's the guy on the street with the sign that reads "please help send this vet home" but he is home And there's no xmas in february No matter how much he saves- 

Saturday, September 27, 2014

SOME SELECTS


Drawn To The Open Window Tuesday
cheers and applause 
Some one from the precinct was being honored
I suspect it was the one in the gray suit

After Zen Sitting Wednesday
There was a traditional memorial ceremony for one persons'
recently departed step- father with chants and lighting of incense
I paused to look at the underside this fascinating plant
closer

Fall Blooms This Week
Plants in street tree wells along twenty third street
closer

Family Operated Business
The Dress Shoppe at 83 Second Avenue in the East Village
offers the best organic hand rolled incense, and much more

Artificially Enhanced Night
Cooper Square
Citi-bikes sitting in a long puddle
Area under constant construction
Grace Church Broadway at 10th Street
Free Bach at noon daily

Little Debbie Is The Devil
best kept in the freezer to be eaten cold
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Things A Friend Didn't Want
Small frayed handwoven wool rug
Three cotton printed pillow covers

Saturday Cleaning Day
no photographs - listen with me
Bouree I+2 - Bach 3rd Cello Suite - Cello Banjo
Rob MacKillop
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I'm watching my mind
Bach Sarabande from 3rd Cello Suite - Cello Banjo
Rob MacKillop
Are you watching yours?
Pablo Casals - Bach Cello Suites Nos. 1-6 - Full Album 
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