More of Me Monday

Today's Link
The Social Frog

Saying for the Day
Hating people is like burning down your own house to get rid of a rat. ~Henry Emerson Fosdick

Picture of the Day
Fun Monday- My Kitchen Counter

It is More of Me Monday and I am going to tell you two things you probably already know.
1. I sometimes write “poetry”, or doggerel or whatever.
2. I like soap operas.
One soap opera I used to watch was “ All My Children”. I say used to watch because they just got rid of Greenlee a character I liked and could relate to. This ticked me off so I quit watching them.
Of course they had a good reason. The actress that played Greenlee wouldn’t sign a new contract saying it was too hard on her family to keep flying from California to New York for the taping. Rather than recast they simply got rid of her but in a way that allows for her to come back. Remember the rule “ If there is no body they may not be really dead”
In any case I wrote this “poem” for Greenlee.

ODE to Greenlee
She would not sign the contract
She would fly no more
So they threw her in the river
To float along the shore

They ignored that we loved her
And wanted her to stay
She wouldn’t sign the contract
So they threw her away

Her opprobrious conduct
In quondam story lines
Required casuistry in writing
In The Valley of the Pines

Poor Kendal thinks its her fault
She’ll take the blame
Zach will protect her
But his excuses are all lame

Her friends will search the river
They won’t find a clue
Because for the writers
This plot line is through

But those of us who love her
Say she never sank
Know she’s in a cabin
Down by the river bank

When the plot lines need her
When the show is falling fast
They will go and find her
Bring her back at last

Her head will be empty
Her memory washed away
But Ryan will still love her
As much as on this day

So hang in there Greenlee
We know that you’ll be back
You can’t spend eternity
In a down river shack.

One other poem made necssary by today's picture.

Apology
I’m really sorry Betty
For the pictures that I took
I know you were cooking
I saw the old cook book

But it was Fun Monday
It’s a real shame
They wanted counter pictures
Now I’ve wrecked your name

When people think of Betty
The scholar they won’t see
Or the really great mother
Or the nurse for me

They’ll see your messy counter
Think your messy too
Though I’m sorry
I don’t know what to do.

It was the fun Monday
That was no Fun for you
I’m not a cynicocratical ruller
We can talk it through.

I’ll tell the world I will
That’s what I’ll do
Your not volgivagant matrerial
My wonderful isangelous you.

This Drivel by Dr. John

News from Pigeon Falls

The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal.
Tommy UK is really unhappy. He wanted to talk to his uncle in Iron Mountain on Saturday only he discovered his uncle was at a workshop in Lansing. It seems that his uncle who is an expert on Senior law was being brought up to speed on the latest changes in that area. With the new administration and the economic crunch things are changing very rapidly and he owes it to the bulk of his clients to keep up.
So instead of going to Iron Mountain Tommy took a snowmobile ride out to the Lake of The Loons in time to see the whale surface through the hole in the ice at the center of the lake. At least that made him feel good.
On the way to the café this morning Nancy swears she saw a little man about four inches tall. He had red hair and a long red beard. He was wearing an emerald green frock coat, and a cocked-hat with a pointed end. In fact he stood on the point of his hat and set himself spinning like a top. When he stopped spinning he said to her in a very low voice “ I want my coin back lady”. Nancy ran all the way to coffee shop and never looked back. She has decided to stop unbelieving in Leprechauns. She would have given him the coin right there but he didn’t have it with her. She ran away because her perspicacious judgment prevented her from getting into a fracas with a leprechaun over a matter that belonged to numismatics and not coffee shops. But now she had to figure out how to get the coin back to the little guy.

Wrap UP

The sun was shining again today. I started the morning by making a loaf of Diet Rite Bread.It requires so little. Just a bread machine, yeast , flour, and Diet Rite Cola. But it makes great bread. With the new bread machine it was ready for lunch. Then I visited fun Monday people and looked at their kitchens. I have never seen such organization.By the end of the tour I was reduced to tears. In the afternoon I helped Betty clean out the kitcchen cupboards, the lesast I could do after posting that picture.We organized everything by category before putting it backi. For the next few days we can find anything. Then I visited the blogs of everybody that left comments yesterday. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

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