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In anticipation of the upcoming solar eclipse on Monday, the 21st of August, much to-do can be found everywhere with regards to protecting one’s eyes during the event, no matter where a person views the celestial extravaganza. At my particular … Continue reading
Shirley Anne’s introduction of Dr. John Cooper Clarke on a previous rant inspired me to dabble with a little bit of poetry as well. Based on a few tweets made on Twitter earlier today, the following is my first literary … Continue reading
The heat wave is on still in Philly, but will be cooling down somewhat during overnights in the near, foreseeable future, thank goodness. The thermometer is supposed to reach below the daytime, 90-degree threshold Fahrenheit, or 32 Celsius, on Thursday. … Continue reading
This time around, the weather’s supposed to be grand for a summertime road trip, although one can’t always bank on Mother Nature. Leaving Dante’s Inferno for a while until the fire pit cools down, these old, heat-withered bones are looking … Continue reading
Kristen’s previous entry got me to thinking about our present heatwave here in terms of “sweating like a pig,” which brings a question to my mind: do pigs sweat actually? Ensuing research provides that hogs don’t sweat at all, or … Continue reading
An annoying, recurring dream has been threading its way through my overnight cache of remembrances lately, in which the latter normally reviews semi-consciously, a dysfunctional, somewhat mundane existence up to now, making my memories appear glorious, hilariously outrageous. Dreams are … Continue reading