Because some meats are very dry. For centuries people just drizzled water, or Coke, on their overcooked cutlet or Grandma’s Classic Thanksgiving Sawdust Turkey, and this really just made their plates a gloppy mess. Do you really want Coca-Colo leeching into your Brussels sprouts? You're welcome.Because for a long time, no one really wanted to moisten their meat with “pan drippings.” Pan drippings really have no place outs...

I played my guitar, but my fingers started to bleedI let them heal the smallest price to payBut those chords cost and costI broke her stringThen sent a new line up the vineThat one broke tooFor my whole life is just a splinter of painIt is my taoA curse of usefulnessThough you think my words have soundsThey are just an echo You did not trust me enoughTo speak~mliarrr  

I'm naked and it's hot even though the ceiling fan is turning. I'm in bed. That's good. In bed sweating, and my mouth is parched like I had eaten a couple tablespoons of flour before I made my way here. The day's already warm and the sun is coming through the bedroom window where I hadn't bothered to pull the shade. I can see the neighbor on her back deck and wonder if she can see me. I'm sure she can't. It's too bright o...

1 “Oh Carl, you can’t expect me to believe that someone stole your pants at the gym, can you?” Carol asked. There was no heat in her voice, yet, which surprised and momentarily pleased her.“My left sock, too,” he lifted his bare foot and waved it toward her somewhat lamely. “My pants and my left sock.”“Carl.”“I know,” he said with a tone of concurrence. “It’s inexplicable.”“Nothing is inexplicable,” Carol said somewhat te...

All poets AskIs any one listening For most none areThese are the hidden poemsWe speak at midnights agonyWhat do we see when we look on our aging back to our box under the skyWhat drives us to give pureWords and broken love Burning the hair, she gave us as a charmWho is sorry after thatWho is a man who cuts his pony tail because she did not love youWho is a drunken poet in the darkPerhaps it is a lesson in magic we should...

xxxIn the spring of ’68, it was the worst of times. Student protests raged from the Sorbonne to Berkeley. Civil rights demonstrations and anti-war rallies were turning violent. Martin Luther King was dead; Bobby Kennedy would be soon. Hundreds of other Americans were dying each week in South Vietnam. Soldiers patrolled the streets of Saigon, Paris, and Washington. Soviet troops prepared to invade Prague. And in a nowhere...

Growing Up Ranch Chapter 11 Horsey Tales. My growing up ranch was quite unusual even in its day. The reason was we were one of the few ranches that worked our cattle exclusively with horses. These “beasts of burden” became friends and companions, each with their own personality. Here are some short sketches of the regularly used mounts which amounted to about a third of our horse herd. ChalkyWe had a number of saddle hors...

The ranch was an isolated place but that didn't mean we lived in total isolation while I grew up ranch. We had many visitors from far and near who enriched our lives in many ways.Often it was a family who came bringing with them the whole family including kids. Our Fox cousins from Denver were particularly fun to entertain. They, of course, wanted to ride the horses and ponies. After an hour or so of that, a nice cool off...

Thoughts fly through my head,  a million plus one because a million simply won't do. Pain, and heartache the mistakes I made yesterday a year ago, and the year before that.  Emotions become jumbled is it real, or is it my brain Is it playing tricks on me again. I react, but is my reaction true because I fear that what I think just happened didn't really Love and hate a jumbled fucking mess are these really my thoughts? I...

Thought words are lost with me forever, The blackness I have felt made me numb. Guiding me to stand on my own two feet, Made me realize you never left by my side. Making me find my words again to write, Always my muse to inspire me to grow. This made me whole again to be creative And be free in loving life again with you. The reason my world would stop if you go. Giving up on the feelings of writing again, The one who gui...

Some days are worse than othersBut just the same, some days are better than othersAnd when there not a lot goes through my mind I feel like I'm not enough Or like what I do won't make a differenceI feel like my world falls apart and every single turn I take will be my destruction I feel And when I feel I hurtOn these days, looking in a mirror is hard On these days, loving is hard Feeling is hard Being alive is hard I push...

I'm told I'm too picky I'm told to lower my standardsTo stop wanting what I want I'm told my type is too rare and that I will never find that My type? I don't have a type  I mean if you count human qualities a type then I guess I do  I want him to love me whole heartedly  I want him to show me off as if I'm his most prized possession  I want him to smile at me like all he can see is me  I want to know he cares and he love...

I was told I couldn't love anyone if I didn't love myselfBut that's not what my heart says when I look at a picture of you That's not what my mind says when I hear your nameThat's not what my body says when I react to your touch I never loved myself My thoughts would always just consume me, and I would give up Waking up to a message from you puts a smile on my face each and every day from the moment I woke up to the momen...

Lie down with me It's the only place where I feel safeWhere all that can be heard is our breath mixing together as we whisper sweet nothing into the wind Our hearts beating as one as if that's all they were meant to do As if that's what they lived for Happiness in your arms is all I want and I feel while surrounded by your warmth It's the only place where I can think clearlyMy thought no longer clouded by the doubt and fe...

I only did a short run last night. The day had been hot, and I had already run almost every day this week. Also, I was on call for work. Technically I'm not supposed to be more than 15 minutes from being able to get online in response to some technical issue with Nordstrom's credit card application system. Normally, this isn't a big deal. In the absence of some new software being pushed out, we don't get many issues, and...