Aunty Belle's Front Porch: July 2012

7.29.2012

Posts I Have Rejected

Guess what else Mayor Bloomberg woan let ya' drink in NYC?? Ether Capacious (side bar)
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I seen this photo of a woman gazin' out onto a scene we cain't see. Mebbe she is akshully lookin' out but thinkin' inward. Her cawfee is near gone, yet she remains. It made me think of the writin' life. I wish't the photo had a pen an' pad on the table.

Writers, including bloggers, edit edit edit. Or, censor censor censor. Thar's more of what ain't said than of what is born in ink.

Over these bloggin' years, I rejected more posts than I published...my blogger dashboard is now purged of many draft posts. Some of them drafts may find life in another venue. Some were time sensitive an' their moment came an' went. Some, written in a flurry of pique, are best zapped to the digital grave. Some wuz jes' gelatinous.

It's a mercy that I spared y'all.

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7.20.2012

Yikes!

This Surfer Was Almost Whale Food - Watch More Funny Videos

7.17.2012

Jes' Another Tuesday Around Heah

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Uncle ain't no Mr. Fix-It unlessin' ya' count fixin' pouty wimmen wif' flowers or wine or candy or somethin' purty in a wee li'l package.

( I wish!!)

This mornin' he be frustrated as a squirrel wif' a plastic peanut. He tried to reprogram the buggy barn opener--no luck, so after 20 minutes on the phone wif' some 18 yr. ole who gave this wise advice, "You may need to buy a new unit" he decided to replace the battery in his remote key thangy--similar results.

Aunty's job in all this is to keep his masculine spirits up an' entertain him wif' news of the day--or choice tidbits sure to keep his blood pressure up to speed in case the mechanical woes ain't sufficient fer that.

"Well, now, looky heah, Aloysius. Can ya' imagine this--they's gonna let loose some mosquitoes what's been genetically modified into the Florida Keys. Say it's gonna git rid of Dengue fever--funny, I never knowed Florida had Dengue Fever. Reckon nobody worries what new plague GMO skeeters may bring?

By the time the remote key were spread over the whole table Uncle wuz primed fer Ted Nugent tellin' Piers Morgan to "suck my machine gun."

Two trips to the Office Mart fer printer ink--the first to get the ink, the second to return the colored ink fer back only ink--an the poor ole fella were ready fer that Swamp show--a step below American Pickers (which name Aunty thinks is revoltin').

"Aunty!" he hollered. "look up that show, YA DOAN KNOW DIXIE, the one we seen on History channel--is it On Demand? I need to heah how them Cajun boys teach that as long as thar's ditches, thar's dinner....how they always find somethin' to stew or fry when times be tough."

"Aloysius, times is tough enough wif' out yore thinkin' to catch our vittles in no ditch."

"Ain't thinkin' to eat it, Belle, jes' to catch somethin' in an urban test of mah wits--fer shure I cain't master urban batteries or ' ink 101. Catchin' or trappin' or gigin'? That I can do. By the way, they grow Tilapia in ditches--I seen it in Honduras."

"Yeah...thas' why I doan eat it, Aloysius."

7.14.2012

Blogger Blues Plus Travel Photos

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Moi is our hostess fer Haiku Monday this week--her theme is Vengeance.

In her post announcin' this week's theme, Moi mentioned how this blog community has been in slacker mode--mebbe it's on account of work, or bizzy family situations or any number of personal reasons.

But is that all? Ain't we always been workin'? An' most ever'body has been dealin' wif personal time drains at some point in our blog history. Please come participate in Aunty's Blogger Beef survey at Ether Capacious.

Meanwhile, from mah wanderings in other gardens (since mah own is droopy from heat, mountain gardens t'were the antidote)