Red Mosquito

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:wtf

Chris_H_2 wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:wtf

I thought all uncles are white supremacists.

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:When was the last time you touched an ethnic, Doug?

doug rr wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:When was the last time you touched an ethnic, Doug?

I shook hands and hugged a number of Canadians last week while I was there

spike wrote:Of course my drill dies in the middle of a job.

doug rr wrote:

spike wrote:Of course my drill dies in the middle of a job.

this is why you pay people to do things

spike wrote:

doug rr wrote:

spike wrote:Of course my drill dies in the middle of a job.

this is why you pay people to do things

It’s such an easy job. Hoping she’s charged up before it gets too dark, otherwise I’ll have to push it til early next week.

doug rr wrote:

spike wrote:

doug rr wrote:

spike wrote:Of course my drill dies in the middle of a job.

this is why you pay people to do things

It’s such an easy job. Hoping she’s charged up before it gets too dark, otherwise I’ll have to push it til early next week.

got yourself a ryobi or dewalt? Milwaukee maybe?

wease wrote:Ryobi is the Great Value brand of power tools.

Higgs wrote:

wease wrote:Ryobi is the Great Value brand of power tools.

I have fully hitched my horse to the ryobi one range of battery operated tools. I just mowed my lawn with my ryobi battery operated mower (and imagined I was on spike's ride on ryobi battery operated mower as I did).

Jorge wrote:About to have my first ever BRAIN MRI

Attempting to decipher the secret of why my brain is so special and good