Jon Stewart – Lola's Curmudgeonly Musings

If it’s Friday, it must mean leftovers . . .

Published on December 12, 2014December 13, 2014 by PoietesLeave a comment

Noooooo………

Argh. I forgot to hit schedule. Dang it all…………..

This week’s headline:

Done . . .

Meanwhile, in Canada:

Um . . . excuse me? You fed the pears?

This:

What a charming place to wile away the afternoon . . .

Another doggie for you:

I have come to love Key & Peele. In this clip, girlfriend Meegan is the worst moviegoer ever:

A few facts for you from ultrafacts:

Dr. Dre has made more money from selling his popular Beats headphones than he did making music.
The North Korean World Cup soccer fans are actually hand picked by the NK government and are also made up of Chinese volunteers since North Koreans are not allowed to travel.
US President Harry Truman fell in love with his future wife Bess in Sunday School when he was 6 years old and she was 5. He never loved another woman.
A gamer once complained on the Runic Games forums that a specific camera effect made a game unplayable for her due to a rare eye condition. Mere hours later, and early on a Sunday morning, the developers released a patch that added a user toggle for the effect.
The “Gangnam Style” video has surpassed 2 billion views on Youtube and is the first Youtube video in history to do so.
Netflix employs a team of “taggers” who are paid to just watch movies/shows on Netflix and tag the content.
The astronomer Tycho Brahe not only owned a tame moose. That moose died by falling down a flight of stairs while drunk.
In 1971, a thief broke into a house and was shot in the legs by a trap set up by the homeowner. The thief then sued for damages—and won.
The Egyptian–Hittite peace treaty concluded around 1259 BCE is the oldest written peace treaty that still survives today.

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

“All these things happen in one second and last for ever.” ~ Virginia Woolf, from The Waves

Published on May 22, 2014May 23, 2014 by PoietesLeave a comment

Liliane Klapisch Untitled 1970 — Untitled (1970)
by Liliane Klapisch

I spent hours today going through the morass that was my mother’s utility room. It was her junk drawer of rooms. I cannot even begin to tell you of the things that I found, the things that were tucked away in bins and drawers—old sponges that disintegrated upon being touched, a thousand unmatched pot lids, keys of all sizes but unidentifiable, decorations for every occasion, plastic containers and lids, none of which matched . . . I came away utterly spent and smelly.

The moving and sorting continues . . .

if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)

if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)have
one. It will not be a pansy heaven nor
a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley but
it will be a heaven of blackred roses

my father will be(deep like a rose
tall like a rose)

standing near my

(swaying over her
silent)
with eyes which are really petals and see

nothing with the face of a poet really which
is a flower and not a face with
hands
which whisper
This is my beloved my

(suddenly in sunlight

he will bow,

& the whole garden will bow)

~ e. e. cummings

Music by Coldplay, “Fix You”