Monday, October 31, 2011

It Lives!

My blog isn't exactly coming back to life. It's more that it's among the undead. A zombie blog, that refuses to die, even though it exhibits no signs of normal functioning, no signs of spirit or connection to anything human. Yes, my blog, though it bears no resemblance to any form heretofore known to man----though the sight of it curdles the blood and tingles the spine.....though the sight of its cobwebbed decay stirs repugnance and blog......IT LIVES!

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Random Things Simone Digs

And now friends, it's time for another installment of "Random Things Simone Digs."  Because when it comes to random things that I dig, no one should be left to wonder.

Here are some things I currently dig:

The aluminum block letters outside Lilah's high school that look like they're from the 1970's. They are missing an "N", so that they only read "Gym asium."I dig that. I hope they don't put the N back, or replace all the letters with something more updated.

The Town Topic patty melt. I dig it. I want to go eat one right now. I could too. Town Topic is open all night.

A road I just discovered that goes from Lenexa to Olathe, alongside the railroad tracks and warehouses of that ugly industrial stretch that parallels I-35.This road is continuous and unbroken but seems to take you nowhere. It would be deserted on a Sunday morning. It would be a good road for driving on bleak winter days when one is feeling bleak

My secret stash of chocolate. Don't ask. But know that I dig it.

The electronically rotating tone wheels of a Hammond organ from instrumental lounge recordings of the 50's and 60's, as heard on my new "Organs in Orbit" cd. God I dig the sound of that Hammond! Imagine "The Girl From Impanena" played in an otherworldly space-age style.

Bean soup. Dig it.

Ham radios. Dig.

Stay tuned, for more Random Things Simone Digs.

Friday, October 7, 2011

Happy Birthday To Me! And Many More!

So this is 48.......

I know I should be happy, but this just isn't enough. Nice try back there, Mr. Plaster Head....but something is still missing......

YES! This is it!!! This is everything I wanted. Thank you, my darlings. Now my birthday is fabulous! Don't dream it.....BE IT!

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

My October Porch

Here's what I need:  A porch for sitting, for gathering dark thoughts and reflections that come in with the clouds, settling like a nubby hand-knitted sweater. A scattering of windblown leaves in the corner to keep me company. Here's how I'll get it: give a big shove to the bikes that nobody rides and send em rolling out to the driveway. Hang lights. Hang squash and pumpkins. Is that possible? Can I find wire strong enough --or do I have to gut the pumpkins first? Haul out an old table and load it up with candles, or oil lamps. Bring out a pot of tea. Strum a guitar. Screetch and scratch at my fiddle. There should be something in some dirt nearby, growing -weeds, vines, whatever. Put up pretend spider webs, or maybe just leave up the ones that are already there.

When I'm a-sitting on my October porch, you can come over. You can lean over the railing and talk to me, or leap over it and sit next to me. If it's a little chilly, don't let that stop you. I'll have something hot to drink.