Viva Escritora

Reporting from the bleacher seats …

Low hum hmmmm. Thinking of Puerto Rico as Hurricane season rolls around. Again. Aquí vive una escritora! Here lives a writer. When Ann, my friend retrieved this decorative tile from the island of Vieques, Puerto Rico for me as a gift a couple of years ago, it became my inspiration for the pseudonym ‘Viva Escritora’! Live writer. …

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Much has been made of Prescedense Trump’s propensity, proclivity* to state “demonstrable falsehoods” or flat-out lie. We, the disillusioned, search for the reason the 2016 election swung the way it did to a non-truther. And further, we look for a reason that 30-some-percent of the populace still supports the deranged lying cantaloupe.* We blame Russians …

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Me, a child looking at some green salady thing Mom was dishing up: “What’s this?” Mom: Rocket. Mom goes on to explain she found it growing wild between the garden and the cornfield and washed up, it will be delicious. Me: Ugh. Fast-forward umpty-dumpty dump and a few more dump years. Mr. Viva: Do I …

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For love of wordplay, the phrase “no s*it¹ Sherlock” recently resolved itself into “know s*it Sherlock.” Know s*it.  ‘Know’ the homonym of ‘no’ turns the snarky phrase “no s*it Sherlock” into a cheer for furthering one’s education — “know s*it Sherlock.” Know, know, know! Sherlock Holmes required a 7% solution. And as an information junkie, I am happy to …

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Well, I am a people watcher reporting from the bleacher seats! And last weekend I watched a crowd of graduates which included Frood,¹ process their way into an auditorium, receive their diplomas, and process their way back out. I recorded time-lapse videos of the event — the crowd is in place, the chairs fill; the …

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