Metamorphosis Two

Something was different.

A strange odor alarmed the soldier. Her last memory was of being attacked by the invaders and then running around in circles.  That was all, and now this…

She covered her eyes in a vain attempt to locate the familiar smell she had known all her life and depended upon to navigate accurately.  Unbelieving, she found herself lying on her back, waving her legs in the air. A burp escaped her, bringing up fluid.  She struggled to turn herself over, to support herself on her knees, then sensed a human voice above her.

“Harriet? Are you okay?”

No, she was not.

 

 

nan

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Work Stories: Part Two: Synchronicity Mystery with Robin Williams

The inside scoop…

Seoul Sister

Robin Williams lived in Tiburon, CA and shot various films in nearby San Francisco; the most famous one was probably, “Mrs. Doubtfire”. He started his career as a comedian here. I remember first seeing him on the show, “Happy Days” which inspired the spin off show, “Mork and Mindy” when I was a child growing up in Maryland. I never imagined that I would someday move to the Bay Area and adopt it as my home. I followed Robin Williams’ career for most of my life and was impressed with his talent, humility and sensitivity. I only briefly met him once, but the meeting was synchronous and memorable.

Catering work was physically exhausting, but interesting. Wedding receptions were particularly stressful and hilarious in an annoying way. I had to carry monstrous trays of hors d’oeuvres, chilled vodka spiked oysters and spicy mango prawns were the most popular and would quickly…

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TO WRITE A POEM

To write a happy poem don’t you

need to be happy? Liar if you’re not.

At this moment I’m neither happy

nor unhappy.

So…not much fuel in that tank.

No one wants a gloomy poem.

What’s left?  Mad?  Ditto for rants.

If no one is happy these days

and sad and mad are verboten,

we could pray and hear our echoes

bouncing between billiard balls

around our table of plenty.

But if hunger and thirst were feelings–

empathy alive in this land–

I’d eat this page in a minute

and spit out the truth in a can.

 

nan

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When you renew your drivers’ license…(Hopefully before?)

In order to catch a plane these days I think you can avoid this roadblock if you renew your license early.  Correct me if I’m in error. The following applies to Ohio, maybe all states:

I promised to do further research on this topic but I’m in a time crunch before my surgery in Atlanta Feb. 10.  So I’ll just quote a little from the Ohio Department of Public Safety Bureau of Motor Vehicles’  “Acceptable Documents List Compliant DL-ID Card:  To prove identity, you must show proof of the following five elements:”

1. U.S. Birth Certificate [if your name has not changed since birth].  *Additional Proof of Legal Name Documents–Is your current full legal name the same as the name listed on your identity document?  If the documents presented do not prove full legal name and/or are inconsistent with your current [valid, unexpired] , BMV record, additional documents must be presented.

Marriage Certificate or Marriage License :  NOTE: If you have more than one marriage, you may need to bring  documentation from each marriage and/or divorce to connect with your birth certificate, [valid, unexpired] passport or USCIS documents to your current legal name. Permanent Resident Card (form I-551) must show current legal name.

My daughter dealt with this requirement before her license expired, and her license has a red star printed on her license which is an A-OK sign to ride an airplane..

I won’t spell out the other four elements–less troublesome to me.

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Stream of Tears

The absence of hate is so refreshing! I’m reblogging. As an atheist, I can relate also.

Rum and Robots - Never Lose Sight of Hope, Faith and Perseverance

Smooth white rocks line the familiar bed
A sad child sits close beside me by the stream
Providing me a harbor where I come to scream.

Yabbies, mountain lobster or mudbugs
Crawdads swimming against Nature’s mirror
I point them out to the girl who is now nearer.

Appalachian bristle fern surrounds us
No one will attend my nursing graduation
I share my news with these spirited crustaceans.

There will be no pictures or celebrations
Tadpoles are frolicking in a delightful fashion
My walk onstage will offer up silence, not passion.

Tears forming in my sore eyes yet once again
As I lean over, I see them mixing with the stream
This place of God’s where I come back to scream.

Who is this child I wonder as she offers me a hug
My parents drunk again, why on this specific week
The River Birch’s leaves begin to clap and speak

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Look Up — Frank Hubeny reblog and photo

Great last sentence!

Poetry, Short Prose and Walking

They all were aiming the same way
Though wild they’re organized.
They chattered some. What did they say?
I’d likely be surprised.
Underneath I watched the sky.
Two droppings were well placed.
Some of them thought they should fly.
One dropping missed my face.

Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “Look Up”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. What made me smile was my own foolishness to stand for an unnecessarily long period of time underneath those birds. It gave some of them enough time for target practice.

Together

Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile

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TIP: Hang Onto Your Wedding License!

Even if you’ve been married and divorced oodles of times and have felt like trashing the marriage license,  don’t do it unless you’ve had a legal name change or have a saved copy of all your marriage licenses.  Otherwise they won’t let you board a plane even to another place in the USA now. I’ll add more in my next post so I can quote from the Ohio BMV regulations and I’ll try and see if it  just pertains to my state or them all,  and what the requirements–state or federal–for voting is. At first blush women are facing harsher restrictions than men re flying.   All I had was a wedding notice in the paper, an outdated visa, a photo id from a former government job, A local library photo ID,  many newspaper column gravatars  from 11th grade through the UF, plus a photo ID on the back of my book plus two copies of my birth certificate.  I hope to add more the next post or two. Readers are invited to share information in their comments.

 

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