"KAIZEN"
posted 2 months ago | 0 comments
Japanese Manufacturing Method
The Sensi,
an esteemed Japanese teacher,
was a revered individual
in Japan.
He professed his love for
the USA,
especially the lobster
and seafood so readily available
in Maine.
His joy was understandable,
given the ...
The Sensi,
an esteemed Japanese teacher,
was a revered individual
in Japan.
He professed his love for
the USA,
especially the lobster
and seafood so readily available
in Maine.
His joy was understandable,
given the ...
SOCIAL SECURITY - Interesting Data
posted 5 months ago | 1 comment
Here's a few things to consider when deciding who's running our country...this from an E-Mail I got from a friend:
Social Security
Franklin Delano. Roosevelt (Terms of Office March 4, 1933, to April 12, 1945), a Democrat, introduced the Social S...
Social Security
Franklin Delano. Roosevelt (Terms of Office March 4, 1933, to April 12, 1945), a Democrat, introduced the Social S...
HORRIFYING...IF TRUE
posted 5 months ago | 3 comments
The following notice came to me in an E-Mail from an old friend, Being a non-political individual myself, I'm not sure how to verify these statements against the facts. I'd surely like to know if someone is in possession of the real truth.
Anoth...
Anoth...
AN OBSERVATION
posted 6 months ago | 1 comment
I’ve recently become aware
of something I must share.
It involves the whole earth,
the land, sea, its very girth.
It has come to my attention,
and I feel bound to mention
a matter somewhat obvious,
as someone may be oblivious.
It’s simply a cl...
of something I must share.
It involves the whole earth,
the land, sea, its very girth.
It has come to my attention,
and I feel bound to mention
a matter somewhat obvious,
as someone may be oblivious.
It’s simply a cl...
Lester Leaf
posted 6 months ago | 0 comments
This is a tale about Lester Leaf,
who decided to fight the status quo.
Fallen leaves flow, tis my belief,
with the breeze, if ever they go.
They cross a road quite readily
downwind in groups they swirl
with wind devils twisting steadily
they get ...
who decided to fight the status quo.
Fallen leaves flow, tis my belief,
with the breeze, if ever they go.
They cross a road quite readily
downwind in groups they swirl
with wind devils twisting steadily
they get ...
VALUES
posted 6 months ago | 1 comment
A lifetime ago when I was a child
When feelings and senses were sharpest
I was confused by life...lost in mystery,
I saw and felt my world in a fog.
Learning was slow...
Understanding slower
As my sponge of a mind
Sucked up experience.
My body ch...
When feelings and senses were sharpest
I was confused by life...lost in mystery,
I saw and felt my world in a fog.
Learning was slow...
Understanding slower
As my sponge of a mind
Sucked up experience.
My body ch...
TREES
posted 6 months ago | 0 comments
TREES
This is a poem about you and me if we
were in a forest and could hear the trees!
Suppose they could talk to each other in
the language of trees like we do as men.
What would we hear as they stood stuck
with their roots deep down in the muck?...
This is a poem about you and me if we
were in a forest and could hear the trees!
Suppose they could talk to each other in
the language of trees like we do as men.
What would we hear as they stood stuck
with their roots deep down in the muck?...
OUR PERSONAL GARDENS
posted 6 months ago | 0 comments
Is it given to know, as our gardens grow,
What life puts on our very own shelves?
Not only do we grow, as we must know,
But we also become gardens ourselves!!!
As we’re born alive, our gardens thrive,
Sprouting new crops that we all share.
It seem...
What life puts on our very own shelves?
Not only do we grow, as we must know,
But we also become gardens ourselves!!!
As we’re born alive, our gardens thrive,
Sprouting new crops that we all share.
It seem...
The Cranky Crab Sonnet
posted 6 months ago | 1 comment
(For the Crabs and Cranks Group)
Mutter, sputter, mumble, grumble,
We ain’t never about to be humble.
Our name is our game all the same,
If you find fault, tis you we blame.
We’re cranky crabs, ‘tis our song,
With wordy jabs we dance along,
S...
Mutter, sputter, mumble, grumble,
We ain’t never about to be humble.
Our name is our game all the same,
If you find fault, tis you we blame.
We’re cranky crabs, ‘tis our song,
With wordy jabs we dance along,
S...
Traditional Compost
posted 7 months ago | 0 comments
It truly is a man’s world, a most unfortunate fact! I, being a man, have occasionally wondered what the world would be like if the roles were reversed. Not in a biological way...like men being the birth-basket for babies, keepers of the cave, and ...
