The Weekly Magazine - Friday Showing

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For Friday 3/8/13

Appreciation:
I think if we start out with the spirit of appreciation we can enter a world full of much to appreciate.

Even more than highlighting the genus insight of Jon Stewart and his lusty writers about congress practicing autassassinophilia, one of the few dirty sexy things that we really should never try, I want to mention the newfound joy of EDITING a MAGAZINE!

It’s not that I never thought that editing a magazine would be fun I’ve wanted to do that ever since a visiting art instructor visited my first grade class in Lincoln School. Two men who I will never forget gave me solid encouragement on my artistic endeavoring, in fact the very idea of the artist as a legit undertaking in life, however this guy who unfortunately had the same aloof demeanor as a Freudian psychiatrist, in my teenage years, was not one of them.

Looking at a picture I had made of a milk wagon pulled by a horse which I knew had turned out really well, the visiting instructor hesitatingly praised the effort but immediately pointed out that milk was spelled wrong on the wagon. I had given myself permission without even thinking about it to put the writing where it should be on the cart without worrying enough about the spelling which didn’t look right to me. I was so shocked that after consulting with the teacher, he told me that the spelling of milk was definitely an issue which should override my delight in my good result.

Given my sensibilities at the time I’m sure that this was a turning point in whatever efforts to learn spelling, which was a really big deal in first grade and my feeling of righteousness about the weird trait I had of loving to draw. I knew anyone in the class would like the wagon picture and I knew better than at least two people how to make a pleasing thing.

After I became a teacher myself, having overcome my negative feelings about school in my thirties enough to enjoy earning a masters in the art of educating human beings at a young age, and  having the honor of teaching them for a job, something I know was made possible by my Buddhist practice and my Buddhist mentor in life. I have been able to have a happy marriage to another human being and for us to raise two such beings ourselves.

I have overcome debilitating depression In this lifetime and now experience life as a treasure, one I deserve and one which allows me the time and energy bask in the joy of wonderful friendships and to edit something which gives me joy to work on and perhaps much more than when I was a child, an opportunity to share.

I know this personal love letter to you the reader may be a bit hard to take but I can assure you I will never be a stalker.

At this moment, I am very happy that after struggling with using fb as a blog and then working with a fine blogging site, wordpress, I have found a site which I trust will remain free for me to use at least for a while and will remain free for readers to see in the foreseeable future (as is wordpress) and which allows a fair amount of graphic design flexibility and thus more attractive writing space.

I’m sure it was Mary Katharine Manuel, who first made me aware of the web host wix, which affords the magazine type studio/playground.​

 

 

 

Found Photo

Cool - I want one - Where would I ride it? - Bike lane? - Bike path? - Side Streets? - Avenues?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Maybe a big empty parking lot.

The Duggar Family

First world problems -
The problems with not being country:

Problems up my ass
where polite words are not spoken kindly
I can salsa all night long but I still gotta get up in the morning to keep my job, it just don’t seem honest
drink is such a problem for some folks and I care
but I can handle all, I can handle all night
I talk about what I don’t know about
never wanted to take care of a family member
Is there something deep in our hearts that I don’t know
a savior? or a spiritualist?
Why are kids from school so cold
devil may care?
Act like you don’t care.
Honest to god, where is an old fashioned girl
who will sit on the porch and care less if you call her girl?
what kind of holy secrets might she hold in her bodice?
warmth beyond a mother’s dream’s
the real soul straightener, you enter with pressed palms.
The sun really shines and the sweet magnolia blossoms
bloom
where things are simple and can be simple
uncomplicated and not existential? at all ever?
Some can’t gamble, but I don’t want to pay the price
sometimes self-control can be put on the side
a few hours with some friends, good ol friends
never going to judge.
Is there a real man who can fearlessly do these things
is it wrong not to believe in
guts
a cool hand
John Wayne with no Gacey
Can’t commonsense the touchstone
in the country
make you a winner all the time if some theory can’t get in the way?
Ideology
clouding your god-given sense?
All those taxes, just taken away
and so much stupidity where it all goes.
Isn’t that true?
pencil pushers and desk-jockeys can be so awful wrong
and in charge.
and why can’t a real girl of pleasure just be a secret
never trying to commit and always better than the committed one.
under the covers, why talk about all this stuff?
Is it really better to go poking around here, or wait maybe better to not go poking around?
and isn’t Disney really Good? not weird, why evil?
Companies save our asses, isn’t it true
Always ride the bus? never take the car when you want to leave to work or the holy places where you can drive off the road?
In control.
Metal that looks like that so tight, sleek design from a commune?
leather pulled around your seat and girls who could be heavenly noticing, just noticing when you are in control.
How can food be any safer or quicker if I turn my back on giant harvesters and streamlined distribution as far as you like in some cool trucks, what if it really can be better if it comes in a wagon?

Can’t we all just be nice
not to people outside our family
or who are not even, from this town, you have to be careful,
but just nice, seriously?

Besides couldn’t it be true
if we just thought clearly?​

The Duggar Family