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DAY TWENTY-SEVEN CURIOSITY
{Poem by Alistair Reid) Curiosity may have killed the cat; more likely the cat was just unlucky, or else curious to see what death was like, having no cause to go on licking paws, or fathering litter on litter of kittens, predictably. Nevertheless, to be curious is dangerous enough. To distrust what is always said,
THE CEREAL AISLE AND MORE
This is not quite like the Jerry Seinfeld piece on Raisinets but it’s close and may have inspired me to write this expose. Jerry wondered why it had taken 80 years to put chocolate on raisins. As I was contemplating the cereal aisle at the grocery store, I looked at how many choices we’re exposed
FRIENDS AND LIFE
Two friends in British Columbia and I, in Arizona, share information, links to some amazing, creative projects, and some whimsy in the form of poems and stories. Not long ago, one of them posted the following 3 lines of poetry: “Oh, to read what he has read regarding red…o” I pondered the words
SMALL STUFF ACCOMPLISHED
Sitting outside with coffee in hand, I say to S, “I need to do something creative or productive today.” She says, “Give me an example.” Me: “I need to look for a good writing workshop that fits where I am and who I am with my writing.” She: “Do it.” So, I begin researching among
WHAT PIQUES YOUR CURIOSITY?
Some years ago I posed a question about what people were curious about and here are the responses of seven people with these questions and musings. I commend them to you in the interest of your own curiosity. CS Why do I (and many others as we get older) wake up at 3 am?