Monthly Archives: December 2011

Prospective Guilt

Posted on December 15, 2011 by sputterpub

Sure I experienced guilt growing up. From my perspective, who didn’t? There was early guilt about toilet training mishaps, intermediate shame about laziness, stupidity and lack of common sense, and advanced teenage angst when I came up short in self-examination. … Continue reading →

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Skunk

Posted on December 14, 2011 by sputterpub

I have a skunk clan as yard mates and the current resident seems very active lately. She may have insomnia. She was on the deck twice last night and then an hour later, after I realized that the chirping I … Continue reading →

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Inventions

Posted on December 13, 2011 by sputterpub

Illusion is the television’s art. Ten thousand pixels listen currently and make their light emissions blink apart but link themselves like cells apparently: Befooling brains with signals to our eyes, enhancing with the audio in sync, and now we learn … Continue reading →

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The Inaccuracy of Projections

Posted on December 12, 2011 by sputterpub

I pulled a fact out of a recent article in Rolling Stone magazine, by Tim Dickinson (How the GOP Became the Party of the Rich). It was a good article. Long but providing an accurate summary of all the Republicans … Continue reading →

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Birds of a Feather

Posted on December 9, 2011 by sputterpub

Their timbre irritates my ears, as high as if they sucked on helium for air. They poultry-hop their happiness to spy each other in a crowd. Too quick they share their girlish hopes, romantic fancies, dirt, collapsing into silliness so … Continue reading →

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Close One

Posted on December 8, 2011 by sputterpub

I witnessed a near-accident on the way to work. A woman driver nearly backed into an oblivious pedestrian. The only thing that prevented collision was the driver’s extremely slow speed. That’s what made me notice her in the first place … Continue reading →

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Ten of Four

Posted on December 7, 2011 by sputterpub

When I was 22ish I spent some time on a kibbutz. The other volunteers (studentim) were from the US or Canada or the Netherlands, and the Dutch kids were pretty fluent in English. So I was surprised one afternoon, while … Continue reading →

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The Traveler

Posted on December 6, 2011 by sputterpub

He says he loves to travel for the new impressions, foreign cultures, ethnic arts. His mind is stimulated by each view he photographs. He’s speaking as he darts from site to site arranging flights and stays at charming B&Bs, selecting … Continue reading →

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Letters

Posted on December 5, 2011 by sputterpub

“What’s your least favorite letter?” Danny asked us at lunch. We goggled. “Come on,” he said. “It’s the opposite of when you were little, and everyone asked what’s your favorite this or that. I want your least favorite.” “Letter?” “Yeah. … Continue reading →

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On Reading of the Future

Posted on December 2, 2011 by sputterpub

… In a Comic Book 20 Years Old I read a Richie Rich the other night: A story run in 1973 that had an uncle travel to the bright occasion of the coming century which seemed approaching slowly surely then … Continue reading →

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