The Palmville Globe Volume 1 Number 12
Man Opens Salon
Joe McDonnell, 78 and a resident of Palmville Twp, recently opened a salon in his guesthouse, the Shêdeau. "It's not a hairdresser or beautician's salon." McDonnell tells the press. "It's more a literary salon where literature, books, and works-in-progress are discussed, along with politics, the cinema, and philosophy. The salon used to be a book club in which the three members read difficult books like Ulysses and Moby Dick in hopes of understanding them. Two of the members are retired and the other is a former stay-at-home mom who now has a full time job and no longer has the time to do the classics justice. However she enjoyed the salon-like atmosphere of the book club so the focus has changed from reading books written by others to our own free flow of ideas."
Man Attends Resurrection
Joe McDonnell, 78 and a fit retiree, recently attended a meeting of a political nature at a local bar-restaurant. "When I moved here fifty years ago the party I favor was in the ascendant," McDonnell tells reporters, "but it has since fallen into abeyance. Several concerned citizens got together for a discussion. We admitted that the ship of state under our own party's direction had crashed into some wharfs and scraped some reefs which scared the other party into hiring a new captain who appears to be steering the ship full speed ahead into the zone of icebergs. Attending the meeting was a volunteer who says he will go to the wheelhouse with other volunteers to set the ship on a saner course. After a discussion of the missing lifeboats, the meeting adjourned.
Squib Cellar
Multitasking in great as long as you’re prepared to clean up the soup that’s boiled over, replace the dishes you’ve broken and send flowers to the people you’ve run over.
The bacteria were asked. They said no.
So did the jawless fish, the sponge and the starfish. Even the chimps and T- Rex turned it down. Only man wanted a bite of the apple.
The other shoe is still dropping.
Some people hate having bible quotes thrown at them. I receive them as the first move in a game of chess.
Should I baby my pain
So it doesn't get worse
Or work my pain off
With grimace and curse
If woke means awake, I’m in favor of that. But we must also take time to “knit the raveled sleeve of care” in sleep.
My long ascent up the Lord’s mountain
Has not been the stroll it should have been
But a lifelong pounding of pitons in
To the hard-rock face of my present sin
Dear readers, Happy Easter
Enjoy the Resurrection
The spry, twinkle-eyed author of The Palmville Globe needs some fresh adjectives for describing himself. Please contribute your ideas by way of a comment.
ReplyDelete" 78 - resident of Palmville Township - fit retiree" Yes, these descriptors run to the generic. Maybe some adjectives and/or phrases would enhance the profile? Possibilities: master of leprechaun humor - globe-wandered - unpredictable - art-loving - trickster - you know, those sorts of things. Of course, since these are self-descriptors, it's all up to the much-loved Chairman!
DeleteHow about word-smith?
ReplyDeleteAnd on that subject, what sort of wunderkind are you, coming up with all this while in the midst of all that building?
I suspect Sven Guyson could come up with a few better descriptions of that McDonnell character, but given it's Easter Sunday and all, he'd cut the old boy some slack until Monday.
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