Check out the latest from Walnut Shade here http://walnutshadenews.com/2018/08/11/chapter-39-our-buddha-in-a-bathtub
Learn about the happenings in Walnut Shade and about a competition that eventually hit the right notes.
Here’s Chapter 37 of All the News from Walnut Shade. Beans, telephones and a round square are discussed. Among other things.
Posted Chapter 34 in All the News from Walnut Shade. Here’s the link: https://walnutshadenews.com
Lots of things going on with the Walnut Shadians, plus a bit of history: when Mark Twain and Winston Churchill visited the Opera House.
Among the jobs after high school/during college
while Vietnam loomed
Sgt. Pepper played
The Doors perceptively and Arthur Brown
crazily fired our imaginations
were golf-course lawns
and cemeteries to mow
boxes of motor oil to toss
out of steaming semis
chickens to gut and gizzards to clean
and the casket factory
Every night on each of the three
TV channels our black and white
set received we watched
as soldiers and sailors and fliers
returned to a land that seemed to them
more foreign than the mud
and rice fields
they left behind
But the ones I saw
most clearly were those
who were destined for my creations
wood and metal homes
padded and shirred
braided and lacquered
polished to that highest of sheens
to honor a lie
Every day they came back
and every day I worked on
boxes to hold the dreams of
sons and daughters
fathers and mothers
uncles and aunts
We were just happy
they were not us
Twenty-four hours each day
we sawed and cut and welded
sewed and painted
those eternal homes
and believed (hoped) that someday
there might be an end
to the casket factory
The recent announcement of the discovery of 219 new planets that have conditions favorable to support life got me to thinking: given that there are perhaps billions of habitable planets in the known universe (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drake_equation), the odds that there are civilizations as advanced as ours (setting aside the questions of whether our civilization is really advanced at all!) are pretty big.
My religious friends mostly believe that a “god” created the universe and everything in it. One would assume, therefore, that this god created, or at least set in motion, the events that have resulted in not only intelligence, but also sin, on some of those habitable planets. If, say, planet X-45202b has an intelligent, but sinful species, did Jesus also die for the sins of that population on that planet? And if there are, say only 1,000 planets in the universe with intelligent/sinful species, did Jesus go from planet to planet being born and dying for their sins? What if there are a million planets that can support intelligent/sinful life? What if some of the planets that can support life haven’t gotten to the stage of intelligence/sinfulness? Will Jesus have to go there in the future and be born and die again and again and again?
Or was all of that just an Earth thing?
After a short hiatus, the correspondent is back bringing you the news from Walnut Shade. In this week’s edition, we learn about Jim and Melody’s wedding, reminiscences about Marshall Green’s great-uncle who played for the 1924 National Champion Notre Dame football team, anticipate K-State’s Cotton Bowl game against Arkansas.
It was a buy week in Walnut Shade. Read all about it here:
A couple of months ago, I published a book on Amazon entitled “The Permanent Collection.” It’s a kitchen-sink of poems, short stories, photographs, paintings, notebook entries and recipes that I’ve created over the last six or seven years. I put it together mainly so I’d have a lot of those things all in one place. You know how stuff gets scattered around the house? Well, the same thing happens with bits and pieces that are residing on CDs, DVDs, hard disks, and the cloud. I figure at some point, my six-year-old Macbook is going to die and I’ll have to go through the agony of trying to recover the files that may or may not be recoverable, so having an honest-to-goodness physical copy might be useful.
As I said, in case you missed it, here’s a shot of the front and back covers. It’s on Amazon, but because it’s printed in full color, the price is outrageous. If you decide you want one, let me know and I might be able to get it for you at a discount.
To whet your appetite, here’s a poem, included in the book, that I published on this blog quite some time ago. It seems to have contemporary relevance (and, I might add, before a certain person became a presidential candidate).
Art appreciation 101
is it possible that Donald Trump
and Rod Blagojevich are really
the same person?
could there be
at large as bad as that one
ready to pounce
on unsuspecting children?
or can there be
two personalities roaming around the universe
so abrasive or outrageous?
but I’m stating the obvious
like: people who prefer buffets
tend to buy a Thomas Kinkade more often
than a Picasso
When my grandmother died thirty years or so ago, one of the things I inherited was an old lawn chair that I remember my grandfather sitting in after a day of tending his garden. He used to grow lots of vegetables on about a quarter-acre patch of ground in addition to hundreds of irises. I dug up a few of the irises and have moved them from house to house. Right now, some of them are being “fostered” by friends in Leawood until the day I can transplant them to our new house in Manhattan, Kansas.
But, back to the lawn chair. I’ve moved that thing around from house to house, like the irises, always intending to repaint it. Needless to say, the six layers of paint have peeled and rust, as it does, attacked it. This is what it looked like until about a week ago:
Here is what it looks like today:
I found a company here in town that does powder coating, so I took the chair apart and they stripped it and coated it in a K-State purple. That’s also a Monett High School purple, since my grandfather and grandmother lived in Monett, Missouri, and I graduated from MHS. Suzanne, being a K-State grad, likes the purple and I like having my grandfather’s chair ready for summer.