Pass Me Your Brain

Brain Picking

Before we get back to the middle legs of the identity millipede, I have to pick your brains. It has been a complete zombie weekend, on the heels of a busy weekend last week which left me a bit zombiefied. I am looking for something entirely perfect. Even though I was sure I was not.

I have been mugged.

Some of you read all about it on Facebook. Others of you got the news on Google Plus. I have decided to wait to pass the information to Twitter or Linked In until I tell my faithful M3 Readers. I have been mugged.

Saturday Evening Post

The time has come to exercise the theory of less is more, in a totally left-handed way. And from a natural lefty, it is not a swipe at those who are right-challenged. It is truly a matter of me listening to the inbox and the M3 Readers. So no one gets a complex…it is all my […]

The Leaving

  Either I will strike out or this post will be born. This is a third attempt. It is not a matter of writer’s block, which is a trick of the mind. I think the prohibition is one which springs from my soul. What I am going to share was not something which sprang to life […]

Window Shopping

Cobalt Urn

There will be no fancy explanation. The words and the illustrations chosen to accompany this poem speak for themselves. I hope they speak to you.