C.M. Rivers
Now Flowing ~ Contemplative Essays ~ Poetry ~ Memoir
Tag: humor
Fritter in the Bookshop
Just because we’re sentimental about a household object that used to belong to a grandparent, doesn’t mean the dog won’t eat it while left at home alone all day. To him, a coaster with the Notre-Dame cathedral painted on it is – while not…
Look No Further
…I have some good news, but only for a few more hours. Add a splash of color, no obligation. Enrollment time is now. What are you doing to protect what matters most to you? Last chance to join, last chance to win. Abs in…
Van Gogh Quote
“To do good work one must eat well, be well housed, have one’s fling from time to time, smoke one’s pipe, and drink one’s coffee in peace.”
Over the River and Through the Woods, To Grandmother’s House I Went
I grew up with a dairy allergy, a hardcore vegetarian/raw food advocate mom who juiced her own wheatgrass and fermented her own probiotic drinks, and no TV. Books, cats, the outdoors, an occasional friend who didn’t think I was too weird, and an overactive…
Strange Names
“What’s in a name?” Shakespeare penned this question in Romeo and Juliet, and Rodney Dangerfield used it for one of his earliest comedy bits. No matter how strange or ordinary your name might be, it’s good to keep a sense of humor about it….
Bittersweet: A Portrait of Professional Cooking
The kitchen end of the restaurant business is a fascinating industry to work in, if you’re fascinated with minds warped by the toll of long hours, intense stress, and hearing the same songs ooze out of grease-addled radio speakers. Then there are the bodies…
Poseidon
Dear Diary, rainy morning, early, dreary. The light coming through the water’s surface was the loveliest I’ve seen. I’m exhausted, drained. Aphrodite took it all out of me, then she took me on a wooden ship and showed me the absurdities of Men. Now…
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“Who has not felt the urge to throw a loaf of bread and a pound of tea in an old sack and jump over the back fence.” John Muir
