Letter to My Errant Muse #wtfow #writebravely

Dear Fred, You and I have always had an uneasy alliance. I pooh-pooh the whole idea of a “Muse” as something akin to the myth of “writer’s block,” and say “I don’t need a Muse, for crying out loud.” You fling me a link to this scene and ask if I’d prefer to have a Read More …

Write Tribe Festival of Words

The Write Tribe Festival Of Words Is Back #WTFOW, and I will be joining in the fun. The Write Tribe is a merry band of bloggers – if you read blogs, I’m sure you’re familiar with some of them – and they have accepted me into the “tribe” and made me feel like part of Read More …

Summer Morning Walk at Kickerillo-Misher Preserve

I don’t know that my heart was really in it, this morning, when I left the house for a brisk walk. The clouds were reminiscent of the dream fragments still clinging, like cobwebs, half-forgotten, in my brain. Tornado dreams, again–a direct hit, but with surprisingly little damage. I glanced at the sky, now and then, Read More …

New Blog Smell? 2013 Called, Wanted Its Theme Back

Trivia question for you: Why is my blog’s URL http://jahangiri.us/2013? Meanwhile, WordPress has undergone many updates, big and small. Readers visiting this site on mobile devices have increased 524.5%. No matter how much I liked my old theme, that was a clear signal that it was time to change – to be more responsive to Read More …

Men Dribbling into Their Beards

Inspired by Women Laughing Alone at Salad and Women Struggling to Drink Water, I realized that men must be feeling left out. In a spirit of inclusiveness, I give you “Men Dribbling into Their Beards.” Embed from Getty Images Embed from Getty Images   Or their eyes:   Embed from Getty Images Embed from Getty Read More …

Lacrima

“The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep.” – Attributed to British Psychiatrist Henry Maudsley in “Why We Cry: The Truth About Tearing Up.” Do we cry less as we age? Is it because we feel emotions less acutely? Or it is that we’ve learned to repress and suppress this Read More …

Killing Him Softly

“Hello?” “Alicia.” Damn. It was Amanda, from Accounts Receivable. “You’re late.” That woman made me more nervous than a basket of bunnies. I tried to put a smile in my voice. “What’s the penalty this time, Amanda?” “You’ll have to ask the Man in the Penthouse. Any time debt exceeds our consultants‘ estimate of your Read More …

Jellybeans

“Marva?” At the sound of Dorothy calling my name, my daydream burst like a soap bubble. “Yes?” “The look on your face!” exclaimed Dorothy. “Thought you’d gotten hold of one of those earwax-flavored jellybeans my nephew brought over here on April Fool’s Day! What was that – licorice?” I’m no fan of licorice – I’m Read More …

Iridium

I might never have heard of iridium if not for Tom Lehrer, whose catchy setting of the periodic table of elements to a Gilbert and Sullivan tune did more to heighten my awareness of chemistry than the few weeks of college Chem I I took before dropping the class. “…There’s yttrium, ytterbium, actinium, rubidium, and Read More …

Humor

“You are so funny!” It always surprises me when someone says that; I can’t be funny on command, but I definitely have a sense of humor and am in tune with the ridiculous. Physical comedy – slapstick – makes my skin crawl, but puns delight me. My son was amused (and appalled) that I knew Read More …

Groceries

I have a rule: He who complains about how the job gets done gets the job. My mother used to insist that towels be folded neatly into perfectly creased thirds, then in half, then hung evenly over a towel rack. I’m happy if the kids pitch in and the towels are folded neatly enough I Read More …

Flowers

Flowers bloom year ’round, here in Houston. Spring wildflowers are blooming, now, and the bees are happy. A bumblebee tried to whisper in my ear, yesterday- “Avoid the butterflies,” he said. “They’re flighty.” “Sure, but you’re a bumbling bee, so you shouldn’t be so critical.” I ducked like a nimble prizefighter as the round little Read More …