Tuesday, May 5, 2020
We are sorry to report
Cheshire Grin has closed due to financial stresses. All books that we sold however are still available on reg sites, just as before.
Monday, November 11, 2019
Friday, November 1, 2019
Friday, October 18, 2019
Thursday, October 10, 2019
Saturday, September 14, 2019
How I know I'm old.... witty
How I know I’m old:
• If it doesn’t hurt it doesn’t work any more
• I can injure myself sleeping
• I take a sweater with me in 106 degree weather (just in case)
• I can get wasted by moving too fast
• Staying up past 10 is reliving my wild youth
• Walking has sound effects (popping, clicking, groaning)
• If I walk by a mirror and catch a glimpse of myself, my only thought it “Oh how the mighty have fallen”
• If I drop an object on the floor and have to bend, I must debate whether or not it should just stay there
• If a medication has a side-effect the doctors give me medications for that side-effect and also medications for the side-effects of medications of that side-effect
• When shopping, the ointment aisle is now a “wild time out”
• Napping is like winning an all expense paid vacation
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• Never mind… I forgot what this list was for
• If it doesn’t hurt it doesn’t work any more
• I can injure myself sleeping
• I take a sweater with me in 106 degree weather (just in case)
• I can get wasted by moving too fast
• Staying up past 10 is reliving my wild youth
• Walking has sound effects (popping, clicking, groaning)
• If I walk by a mirror and catch a glimpse of myself, my only thought it “Oh how the mighty have fallen”
• If I drop an object on the floor and have to bend, I must debate whether or not it should just stay there
• If a medication has a side-effect the doctors give me medications for that side-effect and also medications for the side-effects of medications of that side-effect
• When shopping, the ointment aisle is now a “wild time out”
• Napping is like winning an all expense paid vacation
•
• Never mind… I forgot what this list was for
That's my side of it,
Angel
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
ee-yoh-dahn wah-shah-kay (new poem by Angel Dunworth)
IYOTA WASAKE
The world turns
and turns again,
The forests burn,
In worlds of men.
The ocean dies,
Mountains speak,
Of broken bones
That mines deplete.
Grandfather hear our sacred prayer,
Help us clean the toxic air,
Wankan Tanka, Great Mystery,
Open our eyes that we might see,
That Father Sky and Mother Earth
Are sacred beings beyond worth.
Please help us walk in a good way,
ee-yoh-dahn wah-shah-kay
For within worlds
lie worlds unseen
Like teaming life
in trees of green,
Or the universe
beneath the sand
whose only hope,
Lies in our hands.
Grandfather hear us one and all
We cry as one as mountains fall
Wankan Tanka, Great Mystery,
Help us to change history
For Father Sky and Mother Earth
Are sacred beings beyond worth.
Please help us walk in a good way,
ee-yoh-dahn wah-shah-kay
*** All words in Sioux translate roughly into "Almighty"
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