Saturday, February 26, 2011

A $20 Bill and a Parallel Universe

I am a Quantum Physics professor. Numbers and hunches are everything in this line of work. For the last week I have had a recurring dream, in which I am driving a top-down '66 T-bird along a lonely stretch of desert two-lane. In each dream I pass a billboard displaying a sequence of large numbers...38034886777...the exact numbers and sequence of my bank account, save for an additional "7" at the end. Sitting quietly in my office, I ponder the significance of this dream. Suddenly the phone rings.

" Fred...this is Alan. Would you like to join us at Grendel's for dinner and beers after work?"

" That'd be great Alan...need to stop by the ATM first. See ya a bit after 5."

I keyed in my account number and $20 withdrawal amount to the ATM machine, deciding to add the extra "7" from my dream. The ATM machine began dispensing twenties...and more twenties until my satchel was packed with $20 dollar bills.

Stay tuned for the continuing story...

Jenny Matlock

Saturday, February 19, 2011

All I Can Offer

The sun sets over the western mountains. My thoughts briefly turn to home...a distant place, a fading memory. Centuries of war, the fears of men, the struggle for power over wealth and people have brought me to this place...where my power is limited, seemingly insignificant...power perhaps only in determining the future of my comrades on either side of me. I'd take a bullet for the man on my left. I'd catch a grenade for you on my right. In this senseless war, in this strange place, this is all I can offer. Perhaps it is enough.

Jenny Matlock

Monday, February 14, 2011

A Poem Of Love

Never quite certain
From whence I came
Or where I am going
Could be the same.

If that be true
Destinations cede
Importance to the journey
For you and me.

That we love
That we laugh
That we live...
Each moment's success
Hinging on how much we give.

Give of our souls
Created to be shared
Their warmth and comfort
Should not be spared.

So on this day
Reserved normally for two
I share my self, my soul
With all of you.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Superman Redux

I think that Jenny must have had a really bad week, and unfortunately Saturday Centusians were the only easy targets for frustration ventilation. I looked at our assignment using this somewhat obtuse photographic prompt and thought to myself, "What have I done to Jenny to cause this...this...I can't think of the words to describe my feelings, or perhaps I can't write them in a nice way..." Nonetheless, I can find a way to make lemonade from lemons. I am 'Super Writer' !! My offering below will most likely never claim space on a Hallmark Card...or any card for that matter. Suffice it to say, it will for now, and forever be my Love Song to Miss Jenny and All Saturday Centusians...Peace and blessings for all the love you can give and all that you get...may this Valentine's Day be your best yet!!

"I wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see...
I'm more than a bird...I'm more than a plane..."

Those words, that song
Remind me of that day
My whole life long.
When you sniffed my bottom,
You made a pass...
Dreams of life together,
We knew it could not last...

(ps...thanks to John Ondrasik for allowing me use of lyrics from the wonderful, Five For Fighting song, Superman)

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Sue and Hugh

Once again, Saturday is upon us, and with the arrival of the anticipated weekend, comes another opportunity to explore our creative writing wherewithal with the weekly meme, Saturday Centus. It is brought to us by the illustrious Ms Jenny Matlock, a quite accomplished writer indeed. SC provides a prompt, given this week by Miss Ames. This week's prompt is "It was growing bigger by the minute..."

WARNING!! My offering this week may be a bit beyond our normal PG rating (not much mind you). If this be bothersome, please do not venture beyond this point. It does prove that I have versatility beyond my normal uplifting, 'feel good' offerings. So without further ado, and hopefully not risking my good standing in the class, here we go. Oh, and BTW, for those word counters, I have managed this in under 100 words.

There was once a lusty cowgirl from Stinnett called Sue,
Whose bestest beau was a strapping cowboy named Hugh.
Hugh and Sue's life on the range was great, even grand,
Until that day when Hugh couldn't meet Sues,ummm, sexual demand.
Not meaning to be callous, Sue ordered some Cialis from Dallas,
Which, as we know, could cure Hugh's problematic phallus.
The package of Cialis was promptly shipped from Dallas to Stinnett.
They opened the bottle and Hugh took the pill that was in it,
And to their amazement,it was growing bigger by the minute.

Jenny Matlock

Friday, February 4, 2011

Sunset Heron

This photograph is posted in response to the weekly photo blog, Weekend Reflections. I encourage you to visit and check out some amazing reflection photography...Peace