2 posts in a row!

Wow, I think I’m getting back on the beam with this blog. I’ve had a really busy day, full of luxury problems. I’ve been running around in this heat and I’m kind of bushed from it, so I’m going to stick close to home tonight. I’ll make some burgers and fries and a milkshake for dinner and settle in for some X-Files (big surprise) and maybe actually call it an early night.

Here are the haiku for the week. Have a great evening, folks, and don’t work too hard at it!

#145.
Many quiet ghosts
wander about listlessly,
speaking but not heard.

#139.
The soft air brightens,
shimmers and glistens at dusk,
and passing, pauses.

#121.
The untried fingers
of dogwood, maple, and oak,
grasp, and pull down rain.

Johnnyboy

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Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.