Netflix, Hulu

Neftlix, Hulu, autumn elaeagnus thorns, small hairy buds, twigs hyper-lenticelled fruits supposedly edible, leaves elongated, oblong xerophytic but found in wetland introduced species, some say invasive Xbox is invasive Hulu is the best source of foreign films and foreign films represent reality better than American although reality is not always what we're after silliness, silly sadness, and relentless laughter letting my web site go to seed writing badly is the best revenge eventually your doctors find something in you they can't cure causes some fear, gives some certainty you're required to tell your sons and brothers about it so they can make       informed medical decisions going forward let's posit the dead, like the dream-lover or -killer is you in disguise, a facsimile or factotum stand-in, an actor or actress remembering lines which are your memories, or if you're not in movies divinations of things to come, earthquakes and volcanoes life goes on without a hiccup you saddle up with the three gentlemen to the River Friday where a new life begins without sleep as a soul, at least that's the story       they tell in these scientific times we apply Ockham's razor, i.e. the afterlife will most likely be most like the life before life when it gets too late to exercise ignore time, learn slowly to go slowly through life, rise early, there is no time only change an empty belly's holy and a pussy willow's so alive its buds want to burst in mid-February when the sun stays up in the sky more than January this is what I write about, not Tolstoi, nor war not one conversation or love scene between a man and woman or illustration of what man has done to man cars pass I never wave so many guys are belly fat, women butt fat and they want to sit right       behind you in the bleachers eating fried foods and wearing allergenic       perfumes I like the motionless perfection of autumn elaeagnus wind in white pines crows do not annoy but dogs do a porcupine or coyote is a lucky sight barred owl or pileated woodpecker and a black bear is quiet reality itself I said to the doctors 54 or 84 you always seem to want more when they       said I'm too young to die I said dying chooses you you don't choose dying, so it's not my fault yesterday's walk, today's work there's no percentage in searching for significance, wanting meaning and no percentage in respecting death unless it's imminent I admire the writer who writes 10,000 words per day no matter what who's got plot a plague or fire, a spider or a tiger in a boat stolen Louisiana votes or endangered alligators in my case common pipewort or pickerelweed floating in a northern lake egrets, loons and hawks on your winter walk cedar waxwings foraging for soft rose hips and talking like people talk about this and that, work and child rearing, not religion or politics keeping it light and friendly eating chile and chocolate chip cookies passing time watching a football game, the superbowl or a movie usually       a romantic comedy