Tank top wisdom…

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Art is devalued in our culture. I cannot tell you how often people ask me to work for free or paint something for free, so they can give it as a gift. Art is dangerous and threatening to the status quo so our culture has makes sure that it isn’t worth anything. They’re wrong. Keep art in schools, buy art from artists, keep art alive. Be willing to pay for art. Thank you.

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Tabs…

Snail, Shell, Figure, Keyboard, Slowly

My name is Tabs.  You might think it has something to do with computers but it doesn’t.  My mother always had to keep tabs on me and that’s how I ended up with the name.

I’m the secretary for Snails Have Rights, or SHR.  I write the monthly newsletter.  It takes me awhile but I manage.  Snails are quite clever.  Our newsletter is full of which pesticides to watch out for, which trees need our help and what environmental problems we can see our way to solving.

Snails do a lot of good in the world.  You should know that. We eat rotting vegetation and do all sorts of wonderful things.  And, we are beautiful.  Snail Power is a growing movement but it may take awhile to get off the ground, if you know what I mean.

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A Strange Meeting…Thirteen

“Why did you leave the three bodies in the back room?” asked Lexi, staring at the old man. “I mean, you’re MERLIN, for goodness sake.  Surely, you could have made them disappear.”

“I could have,” he said, smiling at her, “but then how would I have been able to use them as a deterrent to others who imagined themselves up to the task of killing me?”

“Good point,” she said nodding.  “Get it completely. Great job.”

He laughed then.  Loudly and with great gusto.  “Parker, you must not let her get away. She’s funny, fearless, and intelligent.  You better get her before she notices who you are.” Then he laughed again and slapped his knee.

“Seriously,” Lexi muttered to herself.  “Who would have thought Merlin would ever slap his knee?”

“So you think your plan will work?” asked Bill.

Lexi sighed.  “No.  I’m positive it will fail and get you killed, that’s why I think it’s such a good plan.”

“I told you,” snickered Parker.  “It’s easier if you don’t say anything about the plan.  It seems like it’s going to work and…”

“Seems?” she asked, turning to glare at him.

“WATCH THE ROAD,” yelled Bill, putting his hands over his eyes.

“Wow.  Scaredy cat much?” she laughed.  “You must be from one of those warm states where the sun’s always out and it never goes below seventy-two degrees.”

“And?” grumbled Bill.

“So,” said Merlin, we’re going to go to what we think is their port sight and shut them down, is that right?”

“I can’t believe you didn’t do that immediately,” she said.  “Why let them come here if you can stop them?”

“You didn’t tell her about what’s guarding the port?” asked Bill, surprised.

Parker shrugged.  “Nope.”

“Why not?” asked Bill.

“I think she can handle it.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“And Merlin is with us.  He’s had experience with those kinds of beings, remember?”

“This is a really bad idea,” groaned Bill

“I can drop you off here, if you’re afraid to come with us,” said Lexi.

“No,” he moaned.  “I really don’t want to miss it.”

“Wanna tell me what all the fuss is about?” asked Lexi.

Merlin grinned.  “There are guards protecting their port site.”

“What kind of guards?”

“Oh, dragons and demons,” he said, casually.

“Really?” she said, excitedly.  “I LOVE dragons.  Think I can ride one?”

“You mean before they burn you to a crisp?” asked Bill.

“Why are you SO negative?  I get along really well with animals.  Even Hellhounds.”

“Is she serious?” Bill asked Parker.

“Probably.”

“What is she?” said Bill, looking out the window.

“No idea,” said Parker.  “None at all.”

Merlin chuckled but said nothing.

“Okay dragons, demons.  What else and how many?”

“How many dragons do you need to keep people away?” asked Bill, sarcastically.

“Five?” she guessed.  “I mean you’re bound to have at least one sweetheart and a young one among them.  Maybe another who was misunderstood as a baby and…”

“You need to leave her,” whispered Bill, into Parker’s ear.  “She’s gonna get you killed.  Actually, I think she’s gonna get us all killed.  Tonight.”

“You are SUCH a baby,” sighed Lexi.  “Big Jumper terrified of a dragon and demon or two.”

Merlin chuckled louder and wiped tears from his eyes.

“Is this it?” she asked, in amazement?

“Yes,” said Parker and Bill in unison.

“No way,” she said, rolling down her window, braving the gusting winds and swirling snow.  “Starbucks?”

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Absolutely FABULOUS TED Talk…don’t miss it…

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Colin thinks Journey is a beautiful chicklet and he’s bringing her flowers. He’s going to ask he to the Valentine’s Day Party.

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Mr. Poe and his Raven (reblog) Happy Birthday Poe

Mr. Poe and...

I made the collage and the poem just dropped onto the page.  It’s not at all what I had in mind but here it is, nonetheless.

 

Mr. Poe & his Raven

Mr.
Poe
was
quite
distressed
even
though
he
did
his
best
he
never
could
get
any
rest
the
bird
was
just
relentless

 

the
raven
cawed
both
day
and
night
gave
all
the
neighbors
quite
a
fright
but
didn’t
care
for
them
at
all
the
bird
enjoyed
relentless

 

Mrs.
Poe
spoke
very
slow
she
said
the
bird
would
have
to
go
but
Poe
stood
strong
and
said
oh
no
he
can’t
help
that
he’s
relentless

 

I
love
the
raven
he’s
my
friend
I’m
sticking
by
him
till
the
end
on
this
one
issue
I
won’t
bend
it’s
okay
that
he’s
relentless

 

now
leave
me
woman
I
must
write
before
the
dawn
bursts
forth
with
light
the
bird
won’t
let
me
sleep
tonight
because
he’s
so
relentless

 

the
raven
looked
at
Poe
and
said
what’s
going
on
inside
your
head
I’m
sitting
here
within
your
view
don’t
you
know
what
you
should
do
you
know
that
I’m
relentless

 

I’m
tired
raven
can’t
you
see
THIS
is
what
YOU
do
to
me
you
never
stop
you
always
caw
you
truly
are
relentless

 

Poe
got
up
reached
for
the
door
the
raven
dropped
down
to
the
floor
you
love
me
just
the
way
I
am
you
know
you
like
relentless

 

goodnight
my
friend
my
body’s
sore
I’m
sorry
that
I’m
such
a
bore
I’m
off
to
bed
to
get
some
sleep
please
don’t
be
relentless

 

the
raven
stopped
and
shook
his
head
yes
go
on
go
off
to
bed
but
sleep
won’t
come
for
you
dear
friend
because
my
name’s
Relentless

 

 

 

 

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