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"If you need me, I'll be out in the garage, puttering."
By Jack Sheedy
As I work toward finishing a biography on the oft-misunderstood poet Thomas John McSheey, I recently came across an interesting story that I thought I might share during this Lenten season as it illustrates just how oft-misunderstood he was on a rather regular basis, particularly in foreign countries.
Plato’s The Cave, a brilliant and enduring masterpiece of philosophy, is an allegory that tells the story of people, identified as “prisoners” by Socrates the narrator, chained inside a cave facing a wall. The shadows cast on the wall by objects behind the prisoners and a fire acting as illumination are their version of reality – it is what they see, what they know, therefore what they believe, and by extension, that with which they are comfortable.
How many of us fear making changes? Quite a few. Imagine what an alcoholic or addict goes through? I'm not one, but I remember my poor daughter, Lori, with her shakes, weight loss from being bulemic, no appetite and all the suffering one goes through with this horrible disease. Try to make changes for the better when you are shaking in your skin!
By Jonathan Mayo
'Twas the day before Sequester
and all through the HOUSE.
not a Repub was stirring,
Not one Tea Bag louse.
Not one true revenue source
would they dare to be named
so when their failure set in
the Prez could be blamed
Taxes on the wealthiest
would not rise even 1% more
so the burden was on
the middle class and the poor.
On some still night when the air is as sharp as a carving knife and a pristine silence hugs the snow while a bright moon illuminates the darkness you might be fortunate enough to hear him.
He's bloodthirsty and ruthless by reputation. He's also courageous and wise enough to have been made the guardian of the palace of the ancient Greek goddess Athena. As a symbol of her supernal wisdom.
Great horned owl, a 24 inch tall and 60 inch wing span dynamo. Predatory and voracious, his appearance and bravado have earned him a reputation.
Tree Removal Ongoing
For starters, we were honestly about to write a "When Will They Clear The Trees Off Bournedale Road??" article. Things were getting a bit sketchy there, even before the storms we've had in the last month. Sandy even managed to fell a few trees, and she was quite some time ago.
Sometimes when I am thinking of a blog and looking for quotes I find that someone else was thinking the same things but is a much better writer than I am, so here it is from Howie Carr.
Lil' Poopy, a 9 year old Brockton rapper, is getting the wrong kind of attention...
Massachusetts doesn't grab the headlines of the rap world very often. Our best hip-hop exports are Gangstarr and Marky Mark. However, a new claimant to the throne has arisen, and his name is Lil' Poopy.
There actually used to be a time when education actually meant teaching the kids new things, and getting them to become critical thinkers.
Now its just about teaching them a few things and then getting them ready for tests.
There are the pretests, the practice tests, the tests to get them ready for the form of the real tests, and then the actual tests.
By Jonathan Mayo
I can't say I had ever seen more than two or three swans together at one time, but this group of mute swans on Bass River is 12-strong, and seem intent on staying on Bass River for the winter.
They have been enjoying the relative tranquility of several inlets in the area of Indian Lands.
What's the price of gas at the pump?
Get the table ready with Oscar flair. As you sit by your big screen television tonight try some tasty bites with the Oscar nominees in mind.
Shadowy fleet coyote, its piercing yellow eyes brimming with indifference and bravado, its countenance reflecting all which is wild.
Standing right in the middle of the road.
I had just departed a friend's house and was scaling the long road from his house to Route 6A when my car came to a sudden halt.
So we meet.
It was inevitable. It had been a while since I had crossed paths with the villain but it was overdue and bound to happen sooner or later, whether in a field, on a road or, hopefully not, in my yard.
Saving lives, driving up volcanos and drinking wine. For this, Hit and Run History came to Fogo.
Lincoln was my father's hero. “We’re both from Illinois,” he would say. When I visited my Dad at his stone house in Redhill Park, he invariably drove me to the nearby town of Salem—Lincoln's home in his formative years.
On more than one occasion, we drove to Springfield and visited the Lincoln house. This was sacred ground to my father whose ancestors were Chicagoans.
Watching Yet Another Storm For Mid-Week
As we get our third stormy weekend in a row, take some solace that the precipitation will fall as snow, not rain.
CCRT will reach Exit 6 under the plans.
By Jonathan Mayo