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About gimble

I've never understood why solitary confinement is considered a punishment. My favorite time of year is when vacation forces me to drive long hours on the overnight stretch, all other companions in the car asleep, my thoughts and the dark stretch of white-striped road all to myself. Having said that, I can happily keep busy inside my head, yet am distracted by so much of the larger world that I waste time putting those thoughts generated by those distractions down on cyber-paper. Maybe I want to see if anyone else feels likewise. Though not as bright, sharp or hard as a diamond, I am many faceted - esoteric in my literature, tending toward magic realism - pop-culture vulturish in my take on media - sentimental enough to cry at dog food commercials - and a lover of kitsch, like diners and other holes in the wall of life.

Why I need to sleep

When I stay up late
my thoughts move oddly like lab
mice stunted by drugs.

Insomnia bordering on insanity

Night winds roar like a
giant parent screaming “Go
to sleep!” without words.

What a bargain

Shopped a membership
warehouse store today. Got six
years’ worth of ketchup.

Sexist comment from an unlikely source

haiku from Trisha who was there

Gay flight attendant
Shares gender stereotype
Astounds passengers

Salt Lick barbecue

Vegans, stay away,
lest your firm resolve melt from
tender smoked brisket.

Back pain

Hunched and hobbling I
move as if years older, a
taste of what’s to come.

Dining in Austin

I eat meat because
it’s Texas. Tender steak like
beef cotton candy.

Offsite meeting of the computer geeks

We all complain there’s
no place to plug in. One by
one, our laptops die.

Powerpoint

When you’re in a long
meeting, now you have two things
to look at while bored.

Morning sun

Slanting through speckled
panes, turning cobwebs into
faerie gossamer.