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Buddy’s Family Vacation

Posted on March 11, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Dear Biped, I understand you humans like to show off your vacation photos. I won’t get into the details of how we pulled this off, but apparently we’re very charming and photogenic. It seems that humans can’t get enough of … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Bipedal Arrogance

Posted on March 5, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Wet wall gastropod; how sad, I think to myself. The slug laughs at me.   (upper from gardenrant.com; lower from oregonstate.edu)

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Haiku–The Light in Lightness

Posted on February 26, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Piles taller than me; it’s time to deal with The Stuff, creating lightness. Dredging up the past, memories only to keep; planning to move home. Thirty years hide here, scrabbling beneath profound dust. Maybe we’re crazy.

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Haiku–This Day

Posted on February 24, 2014 by Jim Stewart

This morning I died. This afternoon I woke up. This evening will be. (Change sign from xinyfengshui.com; monolith from sociobiology.com)

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The Rules

Posted on February 18, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I have been told to never open a story with weather and I have always asked why. Does it lead to cliché? Sometimes my morning opens with weather and I move through the story of my day from that beginning. … Continue reading →

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Excellence Looking for a Home

Posted on February 16, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Felma Sashay moved about the plaza with her uncommon grace capturing every gaze she passed. He rich brown hair swept down from her smooth brown shoulders and barely whisked the tops of the milkshake cups strapped to her ample hips. … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Bow of the Lower-48 Ship

Posted on February 13, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I live in a sog, not a bog, clog, or blog, but rain from Hawaii. (Hawiian rain painting from bbhgallery.com; squall from livescience.com)

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The Writings of Ya Hu

Posted on February 13, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: and now for something completely different, in honor of Valentine’s Day.–jrs) The fuzzy rub of hair against the soft skin of his buttocks excited him as he straddled her hips. Her interest grew as he grew, each millimeter of … Continue reading →

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Surface Tension

Posted on February 9, 2014 by Jim Stewart

“I don’t mind the snow, it’s the ice, it has no surface tension.” “What do you mean? Of course it has surface tension, it’s ice. It’s hard. I’d say that it’s very tense.” “No. Surface tension is a property of … Continue reading →

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Elk on Holiday

Posted on February 6, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Dear Hop-Two-Legs, Did you see us downtown? That was a fun day. It was nerve-wracking for me, but the youngsters had a good time and the females kept them in line. The grass in the meadow by the Ridge Path … Continue reading →

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