Peter, according to the World

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This site has been set up to share thoughts and photographs with friends and relatives regarding Peter. This is a work in progress and will change and improve as time goes on. Our thoughts and ideas are, just that, ours. They may or may not agree with Peter's, but that's what makes the world go around (and seems to be an endless source of enjoyment). If your not going to respect Peter's opinions, than please continue reading. He is a conservative in every sense of the word. He feels that a civilized society cannot function without rules and regulations, rights and obligations. Letting the past guide us keeps our society from falling into chaos. Keeping the things that work, to allow for order and freedom, freedom for all, not just the special interest groups. Peter has come to realize that life is short. We should tell the people that we love that we love them as often as possible. One never knows when this may be ones last opportunity to do so. By the way, we will all be watching what is said, not doubt even his mother may very well be reading this. And YES, please wear your shoes into the Parlor!

Monday, July 31, 2006

Tomato


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"Ode to Tomatoes"
The street filled with tomatoes,
midday,
summer,
light is halved like a tomato,
its juice runs through the streets.
In December,
unabated,
the tomato invades the kitchen,
it enters at lunchtime,
takes its ease on countertops,
among glasses,
butter dishes,
blue saltcellars.
It sheds its own light,
benign majesty.
Unfortunately,
we must murder it:
the knife sinks into living flesh,
red viscera a cool sun,
profound,
inexhaustible,
populates the salads,
happily,
it is wed to the clear onion,
and to celebrate the union we pour oil,
essential child of the olive,
onto its halved hemispheres,
pepper adds its fragrance,
salt, its magnetism;
it is the wedding of the day,
parsley hoists its flag,
potatoes bubble vigorously,
the aroma of the roast knocks at the door,
it's time!
come on!
and, on the table, at the midpoint of summer,
the tomato,
star of earth,
recurrent and fertile star,
displays its convolutions,
its canals,
its remarkable amplitude and abundance,
no pit,
no husk,
no leaves or thorns,
the tomato offers its gift of fiery color and cool completeness.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Tattoo



Look at this startling appearance of more Europorn trash!

This insanity must stop.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Oscar


Hot Diggity Dog! The Wienermobile turns 70

"The Oscar Mayer Wienermobile is 27 feet long and boasts a GPS navigation system, six mustard- and ketchup-colored seats and a V-8 engine."

The chick-mobile for the Euro_orn jet set.

Fishy


Oh where art thou friend of mine,
With tiger’s verve and lion’s pride,
Once so proud and full of grace,
My God what has happened to your…

I shan’t shed many more tears,
For the inevitable trek through the years,
Has done removed your smiled bliss,
And replace it with a forced grimace.

And should you need as it would seem,
A ear to listen or heart to bleed,
Look not to yonder spire or in dark deep depth,
For you may count on me and Dr. F.

For upon this bedrock of friendship we now sit,
Which some may call a pile of …,
But know not I and fear not because,
you cannot sing Happy Birthday in the tune of Like A Virgin.