Thursday, July 26, 2012

Bubble POP!

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Over the top
inside n' out
Bubble POP!
without a doubt

It's rainbow bright
glisten n' glean
Bubble POP!
so squeaky clean

Outta the wand
don't miss the beat
Bubble POP!
splat on the street

It's a snap
like bubble gum
Bubble POP!
come git you some

Blow to begin
from thick to thin
Bubble POP!
then blow it again

The kids in the street
they huff and puff
Bubble POP!
can't get enough.


The bubble transfigures and mesmerizes and captures, for a moment time en-captured, floating away, listless and passive until lacking energy and strained of resource, Bubble POP! - and we move on to the next big thing...

(like sidewalk chalk)

Thursday, July 19, 2012

In My Other Life

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In my other life, as an ice cream man -
The kids all loved me, though their parents couldn’t stand
how I’d come on by in the heat with the goods.
Drive the kids crazy pushin’ cool treats through the streets
I guess some like it hot!

In my other life at the ball game -
Peddlin’ peanuts popcorn with no shame
to the youngsters with their dollars.
While the parents wince as I holler
"Your kid wants it and I gots it!"
and move on to the next aisle.

In my other life at the mall -
Workin’ the souvenir stall.
Kids would walk on by – get their attention
with new back scratching invention.
Their parents roll their eyes
as I smile worthy of Cheshire.

In my other life as a carny -
Yellin’ at suckers to win giant purple Barney’s.
Hootin’ and hollerin’ all the kids be botherin’
to get their folks to pay for the smoke
and mirrors.

In the afterlife when I’m gone -
The kids’ll come along with their praises
While their parents forget to mention
how I got there in the first place.



Wednesday, July 18, 2012

All That (and a bag a chips)

The other evening I realized we were out of the critical groceries for our upcoming week. Two types of milk, carrots, some fruit, some afternoon snacks, some summer sausage, a bit of cereal and spread for my toast ;). Being a morning person, I decided to wake up early the next morning and hit the grocery store… and the question arose – which one? Which store would supply my needs for this grocery run? I made the decision to wake up and then decide… though in the back of my mind, I knew which one I was headed to.

I did wake up early (6:20am). I got on my horse and rode it… to what we consider to be the all out grocery store. The bigger one, that surely has all our grocery needs, pretty good store brands, at good prices and no other stuff. The only issue being their quality – sometimes the stuff around their outer perimeter, the stuff we really need (like fruit, veggies, meat, dairy and donuts bread) aren’t up to snuff for our picky tastes – but this week we don’t care.

It was a pleasant experience, not only did I get up and get the shopping taken care of before the day got too hot – but also the store was all mine – there weren’t many customers there then. Within this store the produce guy was laying out his spreads with new stuff, one of the aisle guys reminded me to grab an immediate coupon for the sports drinks, and I was able to use rewards on our account – to be used towards getting gas at a discount. I did get donuts too, though they were only ok (as expected).

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An other option would have been to go to the bigger super-store which had food plus all the other stuff, greeting cards, toys, beach gear, home furnishings, clothing. I am not a regular at this type of place in regards to groceries because – it doesn’t feel like a grocery store. Therefore the food seems less… fulfilling? Less tasty? I don’t know, it just seems less, probably because I think of this store as a retail place rather than a grocery store. But, it seems this type of store is the future… sort of. Perhaps our boys would relate better to these stores - once they are grown.

The other option would have been the quasi-local grocery store. Smaller, closer, descent parking, better quality foods – meaning fruits, vegetables, meat and baked stuff. And of course higher prices. The price we pay to have more convenient, better quality food – that still gets bagged for you, if you like. This option almost made the cut, being that this was a short-list grocery run, however I just wasn’t sure that it would be open so early and didn’t want the higher price stigma (on this day). Check it.

The final option was out of the question, Costco wasn’t open this early, isn’t really convenient and I didn’t need the bulk quantities they supply.

The reason I bring this up, is that grocery stores are changing. As the big behemoths move in with retail stuff plus groceries, they are seemingly driving the middle sized all out grocery type stores out of business. Case in point - our local Supervalu, now struggling to figure out how to stay relevant.

As mentioned earlier, we personally, do not use the large retail places. This is primarily because we can purchase bulk from Costco (and feel somewhat good about their brands and how they treat their employees) and then in the end hit the local place for those smaller grocery runs… I am afraid our all out grocery stores are in trouble as they strive to compete. Competition brings prices down, until one leader throttles the others and shuts them down.

There are other choices too, corner drug stores, stores like Trader Joe's, Aldi, the Midtown Global Market, gas stations, etc.. And the choice of course is all dependent upon your means of travel (auto, bus, bike, walk), how much you want to pay, and your quantity and quality thresholds.

Other interesting choices these days for really good organic foods are Whole Foods, the farmers’ market or local co-ops. Good food, though pricier at Whole Foods and sometimes less choice at co-ops, and farmers markets may leave you wondering where their food really comes from.

In the end, I would relate the grocery business to some of the other change that is happening in the U.S. Larger health exchanges so far sound like the retail/grocery stores, while the local clinics struggle to stay relevant, unless they have a specialty status. Costco and Co-ops seem to offer better offerings to labor satisfaction with minor caveats like hours and convenience. The middle (all out grocery stores, "middle income people") is getting thinned out and must make tough budgetary decisions.

The need for food stays constant though the market changes… as the world turns... and drought hits the breadbasket.

All that, (on my trip to the grocery store) and a bag of chips as well.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Caravan to Darkness

I tend to favor a bit of dark, and I don't necessarily mean meat, chocolate, beer, Sith or Goth. I am meaning  the streaks of darkness that add depth to many, many parts of our lives.

E.g. Eyeliner - why is eye-liner used? I am uncertain. I never had sisters, my wife doesn't use much makeup (and she doesn't need to -ha!), and my boys haven't started experimenting with it yet... My best guess is that the darkness in eyeliner brings out the color of the eyes...

Think of a tree at spring - there are streaks of dark that balance out or enhance the bright spring leaves that will eventually engulf the underlying branches - or how light and dark play together... just ask Bob:


But, where I am primarily heading with this is - stories - as in various writings, short stories, novels, whatever. Why might stories have darkness? Depth? Interesting-ness? Is it all about good vs. evil? I don't completely think so.

Exempli gratia - literature relating to children and young adults - C.S. Lewis, J.R.R Tolkien, Roald Dahl, Maurice Sendak, Daniel Handler, J.K. Rowling.

There is a bit of darkness present in each of their works. Do/did these folks have dark minds? Are/were they all menaces to society? No. A spectrum of dark matter has been unleashed by them and spread out through various degrees of creativeness. For whatever reasons, their writings rose above and left lasting marks.

Wow, for some reason I suddenly got a hankering for a good pipe.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

In The Shade In The Shade

Just want to lie in the shade in the park 'fore its dark watchin' bugs crawl up the grass to the top as they scamper to avoid my body.

Listen to the air to the sounds over there people hustle leaves rustle passing cars on the road planes above take to flight.

It's the summer in the 'Sota gotta chill can you feel the summer vibe step back and 'bide by the rule of the season to relax and less the stress.

Take the bike 'round the lake while white girls lay out and bake smell the lotion sense the motion as the wind flows on by.

Eat some mellon taste a grape maybe ice cream through the heat barbeque use the grill smoke some chicken maybe ribs.

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Toss the Frisbee toss the ball spike the volley with bare feet in the sand or the grass soak the sun wear your shades.

Read a book read the paper get consumed in a caper solve the mystery find the clue but don't bother with romance novel.

In the shade in the shade watch the clouds start to fade don't fall asleep in the city no time for slumber keep up with Joneses in the summer.


Now summertime's here babe, need somethin' to keep you cool...

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

The Point of a Question - The Meandering Inquisition

The point of a question - that little point at the bottom of the swirly question sign. The point is solid - the swirly part isn't so sure... Then there is always the relevance of the answer after the question.

Have you ever felt threatened by asking a question? Have you ever asked a question - and realized that the answer was something you didn't want to hear? What's the point of the question? Why would you ask it?

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Recently our eldest has had these crazy fits and starts where he will pummel us with questions.

Last week as we were confined inside, with the air conditioning (due to excessive heat) and as I sat trying to read through the second Harry Potter book Chamber of Secrets (J.K. Rowling) - I became an easy target (a sitting duck) for questioning - and it suddenly became a meandering inquisition.

Just sitten' there, in my chair, minden' my own business - when this hailstorm came outta the blue - by this kid who was hanging upside down like a monkey in our living room chair - wondering, and wandering - out loud, at me:
"Dad how did Harry Potter get that mark on his forehead? Dad, what happened to Harry Potters' parents? Dad what is the Lord of the Rings? Why are they trying to get the ring? Why does the boy have to hide?"
And me answering:
"Well son, that's not a boy, that's a hobbit. I don't have the answers for the Harry Potter questions yet - as I am only into the second book, but let me tell you - I can't wait to read them to you - or have you read them yourself."
Many of you readers do, have the answers - you have read all the Harry Potter books. I haven't all of them yet - and have only seen the first Potter movie. We, my wife and I, have held out... through all the marketing and the haze. We have made it this far and I am amazed thinking that the first Potter book (Sorcerer's Stone) came out almost fifteen years ago. Time flies - if you don't believe me, than take a gander at how that kid actor who played Potter (Daniel Radcliffe) has grown into something more than a kid (and a quick Potter recap).

I have read J.R.R. Tolkien's Lord of the Rings books. As the movies came out, I scrambled to get them read and then to see the movies on the big screen as they came out in the theaters. I have not read The Hobbit and don't intend to.

Relating Lord of the Rings to a second grader isn't all that easy.  The Lego sect, through it's membership magazine, is pushing LOR and The Hobbit hard to kids as The Hobbit movie draws near. But my kid isn't close to being allowed to see the Lord of the Rings movies yet... something about dark headless horsemen and underground mines.

So my answer to this portion of his interrogation:
"The Lord of the Rings is about good versus evil - light versus dark - and there are all these odd creatures like dwarves, hobbits, elves and talking trees... The ring issue is way too detailed for you right now."
His questioning is fantastic. I hope he never stops. It's awesome that he is inquisitive. As he asks the questions - I look at his enormous head and measure the gap between his eyes - as if that will tell how intelligent he will turn out to be - or what he will become. Who knows...

I hope that he always has the confidence to ask questions. I didn't. The questions didn't come too often and when they did, I did not feel up to asking them. The awe and wonder of Harry Potter and the Lord of the Rings is just starting to scratch at his intellect - he wants to find out more!

I want to see the Potter movies, but not until after I have read the books - and now I ask you a question: Should the books be read to them (our boys) first, before we all watch the movies? We've waited this long... so long (sigh).

But what fun summer things to do - to ask questions, to read, to find answers...