Going Cuckoo over Marinated Chicken.......

Butterflies in my tummy.....

....and I thought I was the only one !!!

Note to Self...Part Deux

My life is a shade of pale in comparison to your vivid existence, but nowadays I'm feeling relatively mature, comfortable and confident in myself. I believe I've passed through the grand psychological crisis of my early and mid thirties (depression, aimlessness, obsessive-compulsive disorder) and come out a slightly more rounded individual. Reflecting back on this inkling sensation of my so called 'life' I sometimes wonder just how little progress I've made or can make.

C'est la vie, or perhaps C'est une vie.

Is this just wilful eccentricity on my part? I pray that it's not a lost cause, not in a long shot one hope.

Alas, I bid thee farewell my friend, as time is not on our side. Hope to hear from you very soon.

A fellow traveller.....

Ode to thee, OoOo Flying Remora

Let's Haiku.......


Come over with me
and together let's play
Oh, motherless remora

Ocean like a dewdrop
though it's on my back you cling
even so, even so

Sunlight
trying to paint the highlight
on top of waves

A time of beaches
abalone shells
and lovers without memories

Mossy rocks
the empty side
of the ocean

Infant tapeworm
to burial changing room
This utter nonsense!

Haiku...haiku.....haiku


Capt' Ahab, Ship Ahoy!!!

The Dude for All Season.....: Where do one begins........

The Dude for All Season.....: Where do one begins........