(With acknowledgments to Adam Flowers, who wondered what the Gershwin song would have been like had it been about Richard instead of Johann, and with apologies to Ira Gershwin.)
When I want a melody
Making neighbors grouse
Then I want a melody
It slips! It slides!
It skids on the ice!
Blink and the key’s shifted twice!
First the strings are slithering,
Then a crazy leap!
Now the winds are blithering
At last! A tune!
Ah no — spoke too soon!
Anything that’s commonplace:
How I love a melody
© David Scott Marley
Letting the fundamentalists define religion is like letting Donald Trump define mine.
If the snake oil doesn’t do everything the salesman promised, don’t blame the snake.
Headline from today’s Contra Costa Times:
Judge tosses union suit
From the New York Times website:
Tax Cuts Still Don’t Pay for Themselves
I think maybe I need to announce a new policy that at any given time no more than three projects can be my top priority.
From the Daily Mail:
New CDC confusion over Ebola as it deletes warning that virus can spread through coughs and sneezes from its website
Stay away from that website!
From an article about bees, wasps, and other stinging insects in yesterday’s Wall Street Journal:
Some limited evidence suggests wearing perfume, cologne or deodorant might attract the stinging creatures. So going au naturel might be a safe bet.
If corporations are people, doesn’t the Thirteenth Amendment make it illegal to own stock?