Greatpoets is cool

...lately. Two on sex I like.

Juggler makes good chili.

It's morning, but as always still dark.

These fragments of thought brought to you by the letter G.

Be well.

w00t!

Okay, I haven't read the article, but that newspaper in the weird gold boxes had a headline: Polygamy Coming Soon, Grits Fear... or something like that.

Now, I could insert a couple of standard rants (poly(amory) vs marriage in historical oppressioj of women, polygamy vs polyamory, etc) but I don't care. I'm just highly amused.

Fear me! I'm all corrupt and stuff. Governments quake before me.

Oh, Joy!

So at my home has arrived some food.

!!!

It's very pretty food, and a lot in a big glistening fresh pile. There is lettuce, crisp from being packed away from florescent lights, shiitake mushrooms and bok choy and garlic for stir-fry, oranges (in the middle of winter, and not even a little shrivelled or soft) and some pears that tempt the patience with their hard green flesh. There is a squash, joining the others in jewelled oranges and stripes by the side of the stove, and there is a package of pretty buns in the shape of a flower. There are bananas enough to carmelise in butter for breakfast for a week, and they're the proper ripeness that they'll be a little unripe tomorrow, perfect for the three days after that, and then soft and candy-squishy thereafter. There are a lot of bananas! There are apples from an orchard for which I have an address. There is purple kale that looks like velvet, dark and bloomed with droplets of water still on it. There is a cauliflower which will be topped with cheese, whole, and devoured with mustard sauce.

For this, I thank you, world.

Now, to eat the first orange...