AGNES by Tony Cochran
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29 degrees of Thankful Thursday
Yesterday and today have been frigid in these parts. The kind of cold that makes my teeth ache and my nostril hairs stick together as soon as I step outside. I’ve toted my space heater from room to room while waging an internal debate on the pros and cons of life in Florida or Arizona or Texas. (Okay, that’s melodramatic hyperbole.) However, the stuff about my nostril hairs is true.
But at this moment, I’m thankful for the promise of better things:
That’s a 29 degree swing in the right direction, and I’ll take it!
As that Little Orphan Annie with the freakishly blank eyes is fond of saying:
Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow ….
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Inspirational Poetry
Punching is for expression
GET FUZZY by Darby Conley
This old Get Fuzzy strip does not represent any personal animosity toward poets.
Rather, it’s more a statement on my current state of mind.
Specifically, my desire to punch something.
Although, stabbing would be equally therapeutic.
As Zebu would say, “Mom’s feeling a little stabby today.”
“Stabby and punchy.”
That’s me.
Shouldn’t there be a t-shirt or bumpersticker?
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‘Nuff Said
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Yo, let’s have a better day tomorrow.
A Little Dose of ‘Agnes’
Finally, someone who’s worse than me at setting up a joke.
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Maybe Trout’s just biased against fast typists. I know I am.
Parallel Lives
Here is a screen grab from today of the third and last hawk that has yet to leave the nest above the Cornell University athletic fields:
And here’s today’s Agnes episode as she makes her yearly attempt to go off the high dive at the pool:
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The hawk is 70 feet above the athletic field
and Agnes is probably only about 10 feet from the water.
Still.
I very much empathize with both of them
as they summon the energy and courage to take the plunge.
The Agnes Toolbox
Okay.
I know I have talent, but I'm for sure also wielding my perseverance
(although I hope not in a bludgeon-esque manner).
Game Plan
(Fine for you, Agnes, but you can bet I'm not waiting around to be appointed dictator.)
Asking and Answering the Tough Questions
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I've gotta admit I'm with Agnes on this one: Why do only humans shave?
Here’s Looking At You, 2012!
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Happy New Year, friends!
May 2012 be filled with nacho-bearing pals!
Wordless Wednesday: The Pogo Edition
(Okay, a few words: Churchy and Albert are characters from the Pogo comic strip
and they're what my brother and I played with way back when. These and other characters
came in boxes of Biz Laundry Detergent but we no longer have the originals so I bought
these guys on ebay and made them little vests just like the old days.)
Thanksgiving Recipe
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It's not just the long, skinny feet that make Agnes and me kindred spirits.
Message from God
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I am exceedingly freckled and in possession of several sharpies.
Perhaps it's time to deviate from my regularly scheduled program . . .
Clap along with me!
Originally published at Tracy Abell: Writer. Runner. Birder.. You can comment here or there.
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I’m crazy-busy getting ready for the conference so my emotional state is neither happy nor indifferent. I guess my song goes something like “if you’re brain-fried and you know it, clap your hands!”
Then again, I’ve never polled well, either.
Rapid-Weight-Loss Diet
I wonder if Agnes will deliver meals to my home?
Off to the Mountains
Just wanted to say I’ll be scarce around these parts for the remainder of the week
as I’ll be in the wilds without internet access or cell phone service.
Send up a flare if you need to get in touch.
In the meanwhile, Agnes is facing her fear of the high dive . . .
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I can only hope I’ll have Agnes’s grace and presence of mind
should I ever find myself dangling above a pool.
Name Those Phobias!
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Okay, I’m hard-pressed to come up with a more original phobia than these,
but I will admit to being seriously creeped out whenever I think back to the video
I saw of a male frog giving birth through the skin on his back.
Not even a spork could make that more scary for me.
How about you?
Got PHOBIAS?
Friday Five: The Losing My Memory Edition
1) For several years I’ve had to walk out of rooms and back into them
in order to remember why I walked in there in the first place.
(A bothersome turn of events but not too scary, memory-wise.)
2) More and more frequently, I feel as if I’m turn turning into my mother
who used to call out each of her five kids’ names before hitting on the right one.
(A somewhat humorous lapse in mental faculties that feels a bit scarier whenever
I accidentally call my kid or husband by my dog or cat’s names.)
3) A couple months ago, I drew a total and complete blank on a friend’s name
for about five minutes.
(That memory void freaked me out, and freaked out Wildebeest even more
when I confessed it to him.)
4) Earlier this week, I was writing a check (something I don’t do all that regularly but
have done for thirty years), and temporarily forgot how to write out the cents part of the amount.
I really and truly could not remember how to do it.
(Ack! That is all I can say about this episode.)
5) I was thinking all these things were signs of aging and/or early onset dementia but then
I read Agnes today and realized the same happens to the very young:
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Have a great weekend, everyone!
May you create wonderful memories that stay with you forever and ever.
Priorities
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So is your spirit soaring through the sky right now?
Or are you wiping powdered sugar from your face?
Defining Friendship
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Sometimes we need to establish boundaries so that our friendships may continue.
That said, I’m confident my friends here in LJ-Land who are all exceedingly supportive (tolerant?)
of my bird mania would varnish my nose if I asked nicely.
Isn’t that right, friends?
Hellooooo? Anyone out there?
Agnes and Obama
From today’s New York Times:
Obama Seeks to Win Back Wall St. Cash
and
From today’s Huffington Post:
Obama Campaign Advised White House Staff To Give Top Donor Sense Of Access
and
From today’s AGNES by Tony Cochran:
At least Agnes only screwed Trout out of a stick of gum.
My Little Corner of the World
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I’m easily overwhelmed by the sheer amount of clean-up necessary,
in my kitchen cabinets and
underwear/sock drawer and
linen closet and
manuscript and
flower beds and
storage room and . . .
Let’s face it, I’m freaked out by the mess we’ve made of the planet.
So.
I’m taking it a little bit at a time
and dealing with my personal messes.
I’ve cleaned up the kitchen and vacuumed the upstairs.
Later I’ll clean up my manuscript,
and then I might reach for the backhoe.
But maybe I should hold out for a bulldozer.
Philosophizing With Agnes and Trout
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Exactly! And the same goes for an orange.
Bucky Katt Does Robert Frost
GET FUZZY by Darby Conley
Doesn’t this seem like great fun?
For instance, how about "Bob Chilly’s" THE PASTURE?
I’m going out to clean the pasture spring;
I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I shan’t be gone long. — You come too.
Here’s my adaptation:
I’m leaving to wade back into Scrivener mode;
I won’t stop except to wipe tears from my cheeks
(And wait for my vision to de-blur, maybe):
If I’m not back soon, please come find me.
I welcome any and all adaptations in the comments section . . .
