Cockroach Chatter # 123

Cockroaches have a bad rap. They’re ugly and spread disease and just plain scary. Have you ever stepped on one and heard it crunch? Thanks to Orkin and Raid to the rescue.
What’s worse than seeing a cockroach climbing out of a coffee mug in a TV commercial? Finding one in your toilet. Early one morning my daughter texted me a picture of a cockroach in her toilet. She was disturbed. I was disturbed that she was disturbed, she woke me up.
Then there’s the food truck, even the Food Channel has a TV show about them, with the nick name “Roach Coach”, I’ve got to be super hungry to get my lunch from one.
When I visited Washington D.C. as a senior in high school, we stayed at a hostel. No frills and the bugs, cockroaches, were the entertainment. The boys would turn out the light in their room and the critters would scurry about. After a minute or two, the lights would be turned back on. Wham! The guys would throw their shoes to see who could hit a cockroach. Fun indeed. A memorable trip to D.C.
My grandmother taught me a song which she has since denied teaching me. Grandmother doesn‘t remember much anymore. (Sings) “La cuckaracha, la cuckaracha no puede caminar. Porque le falta, porque le falta, marijuana por furmar.” Translated: Without marijuana to smoke the cockroach can’t walk.

The Blue Butterfly

Your existence is tenuous You never know where you are going
Much less, where you have been
Wondering who have I been?

To the bar where they know me as Bubbles
Out to the park by the bay, Who am I?
Singing in the church choir raising my voice
In a group of friends and now I’m only part of myself
Mostly me

Comfort me Blue Butterfly
Your freedom takes you wherever the wind blows
Your radiance, your brightness
Reflects the light
Without the light you are none
So may the light shine
Illuminating your brilliance

I yearn for your freedom
Yet your freedom comforts me
You’re not something I can hold
But delight in your existence I can
Come sit on my shoulder, so I may
Feel your peace, Blue Butterfly

Yesterday's Limerick

Loren's Limerick
There was a fine gentleman named Loren
Who loved Criminal Intent with Eames and Goren
When it went off the air
He was filled with despair
A tequila he was pour'n

Today's Limerick

Andy's Limerick

The was a man named Andy
Who had a best friend named Mandy
They went to the sweet shop
Looking to buy pops
Instead they bought dark chocolate candy

What is there to say about toliet paper?

Toilet paper. What is there to say about toilet paper? Plenty.
In the course of an evening of television there are at least three brands of toilet paper advertised. But which one to buy? The commercial that makes you laugh? For me, it is always the one that is on sale.
Someone asked me once how I got through graduate school. I said, "Never run out of toilet paper." In a house full of girls that was crucial. I would go to Costco and buy a case. It worked because I earned my master's.
One funny story from my childhood. I thought I needed to use lots and lots of toilet paper in the bathroom. Well it clogged the toilet. My little sister got spanked when the toilet overflowed. Forty years later, I apologized and she was indifferent. At least I cleared my conscience for the toilet paper fiasco.

Today's Limerick

Ursula's Limerick

There was a fine woman named Ursula
Who made a tasty chicken marsala
When everyone sat down to eat
They gobbled the feast
Then sang a round acapella

Today's Limerick

Wulf's Limerick

There was a featured poet named Wulf
Who was known for his poetry and spoofs
He went crazy one day
We are sad to say
We found him out of his mind on the roof

Today's Limerick

Jessie's Limerick

There was a barkeep at the Bistro named Jessie
Who'll give a kiss and a hug to the lassies
He'll pour you a beer on tap
He's an agreeable chap
He keeps a clean bar, not messy