Monday, November 05, 2007

Poem: [The surging sea]

1
The surging sea
Slots its surf
Into the Strait of Juan de Fuca.

2
Two islands down the line
A lone crow
Cries out for its kind,

Bouncing on the fragile limb
Of a lodgepole pine parked
On Mount Constitution's summit

3
I hear the musical murmur
Of two voices in the next room
Like a rhythmic background

With no melody
Coming from
The other channel.

4
Tell Saint Peter
At the Golden Gate
He's just going to

Have to wait
Because I am not coming
The day before tomorrow

Or the day after yesterday.
I am in no rush
To be issued a harp

And besides
I can't tell an E flat
From a B sharp.

I think heaven can wait
They have enough people already
And do they really need a date?
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Poem: [with your back to the wall]



With your back to the wall
Feet to the fire
Head in a vise
And tit in a wringer
You frantically search
For the way out
And the door back.
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King Tut's face revealed (3 photos)


Dr. Zahi Hawass, in the mummy's glass case, speaks to the media.
"The face of the golden boy is amazing. It has magic and it has
mystery," he said.

An AP story by Anna Johnson, reports on the unveiling of King Tut: "King Tut's buck-toothed face was unveiled Sunday for the first time in public - more than 3,000 years after the youngest and most famous pharaoh to rule ancient Egypt was shrouded in linen and buried in his golden underground tomb."


King Tut

"Archeologists carefully lifted the fragile mummy out of a quartz sarcophagus decorated with stone-carved protective goddesses, momentarily pulling aside a beige covering to reveal a leathery black body."

The 19-year-old king, whose life and death has fascinated people ever since his body was discovered, was moved to a climate-controlled case to preserve it.


"I can say for the first time that the mummy is safe and the mummy is well preserved, and at the same time, all the tourists who enter this tomb will be able to see the face of Tutankhamun for the first time," Egypt's antiquities chief Zahi Hawass said from inside the hot tomb.
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Jeri Kehn Thompson photo update No. 12--eleven new Jeri Kehn photographs


Son Sammy in an enviable position -- click to enlarge


Vote for Fred!

In our continuing series, Jeri Kehn Thompson was busy during the last month, making campaign appearances for Fred Thompson in several states, often with the Thompson children.

In case you missed the earlier Jeri Kehn photo collections, here are the links:

Two more Jeri Kehn Thompson Photos
A Jeri Kehn Thompson cameo appearance in a Fred Thompson campaign video, four new Jeri Kehn photographs, and a Mrs. Fred Thompson photo roundup
Three additional photos of Mrs. Fred Thompson a/k/a Jeri Kehn
Meet the Thompson Twins: Fred Thompson's wife, Jeri Kehn (with photos)
One More Jeri Kehn Thompson photo
Jeri Kehn Photos, Part 3: Three more photos of Mrs. Fred Thompson
More Jeri Kehn photos--> A follow-up to "Meet the Thompson Twins: Fred Thompson's wife, Jeri Kehn (with photos) "
New photographs of Jeri Kehn Thompson on the campaign trail (and a couple of her husband Fred too)
Not Jeri Kehn: people who are not Mrs. Fred Thompson, yet who often turn up in search engine searches on "Jeri Kehn"
Three new Jeri Kehn photos; links to Jeri photos; and Fred Thompson describes the beauty of having a hot first lady;



Jeri, Fred, and Sammy go casual on Sammy's Birthday.


Pleased to meet you folk!


Vote for Fred and quit staring at my neckline!


Photo-op with supporters.

Another supporter photo-op.


Jeri with daughter hayden at a toy store.

Jeri with a supporter (admirer) in Iowa.


Jeri and Sammy outside a picket fenced church.
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Saturday, November 03, 2007

Video of the Zombeatles performing "A Hard Day's Night"


The Zombeatles perform A Hard Day's Night, zombie-style. Is this weird, or what?


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William Shakespeare: All the world's a stage

Just because it's good for your soul to read Willy The Shake every once in a while:


[All the World's a Stage]

by William Shakespeare


All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
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All This Is That reheated: Hobo signs

Here are examples of some of my favorite hobo signs:


click to enlarge
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Thursday, November 01, 2007

Dennis Kucinich questions The President's mental health and hours later later admits seeing a UFO



Democratic presidential candidate Dennis Kucinich questioned President Bush's mental health yesterday because of comments he made about a nuclear Iran causing World War III.

"...we have to start asking questions about his mental health," Kucinich, an Ohio congressman, said in an interview with The Philadelphia Inquirer's editorial board on Tuesday. "There's something wrong. He does not seem to understand his words have real impact."

Later that night, during the Democratic Presidential debate, Representative Kucinich admitted he had seen a UFO (see yesterday's All This Is That).
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