Archive for November 2009

Tyger Wodehouse-sic transit…

November 28, 2009

Tiger Tiger Taking Flight

From Irate wife in the night

Did nocturnal symmetry

Make you take the car and flee ?

Did you drive a hole in one

Has the Love Match come undone ?

What has caused this Swede’s dismay

Are you some Frabjous gone astray?

Did you stray Callooh! Callay!

Howdya Spell YOUR 4 in PLAY ?

Was There some tryst, an escapade

That made you take the Escalade

Nigh unto an Everglade ?

Memory Rapids- Gagnon QC 1975

November 22, 2009

This was view from my kip room
working journalier Quebec Carter Mining Co. 1975.

There were no foetid cauchemars and the future was just that.
J’aimerais dire encore "Et In Arcadia Ego"
The town is razed but memry strong

Melville Had it Right- And So to London anon

November 20, 2009

Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off – then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.

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