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Archive for October 16, 2009
On Snowflake: An Ode
October 16, 2009 by maureen.ulrich.
He’s the perfect motorcycle
If your experience is light.
To handle at Sportster
At slow speeds is tough
And I must attest that
My right turns are rough.
Snowflake’s seen the sky
Lying on his right flank
While I try to reassure
The tellers from the bank.
Still Snowflake has mastered
Hills that are steep
And stopping quickly to avoid
A flock of stunned sheep.
To ride him is a glory
When the bugs stay away
And the wind is behind me
On a hot summer day.
Sometimes it feels
Like he’s not there at all
Just the purr of his motor
And the highway’s soft call.
This summer in Wyoming
There was some consternation
When Snowflake was issued
A traffic citation.
“Too fast,” said the State Trooper
And I certainly agreed.
Those 1200 CC’s
Are a temptation to speed.
Snowflake’s quick, He’s the boss
Oh the mindless joy he can bring,
But I’m sad to report
Snowflake’s parked till next spring
Posted in On Life, On Travel | 1 Comment »
On Sam Spud and Other Things,
October 16, 2009 by maureen.ulrich.
A long awaited parcel arrived in the mail today.
Sam Spud: Private Eye — AKA Splash of Mystery for those of you who remember EJH productions from yesteryear – has finally been published by Baker Plays out of New York. Baker is affiliated with Samuel French in Canada.
This brings my official publication list to . . .
. . . two items.
I sent Baker a second manuscript a year ago – The Banes of Darkwood AKA Splash of Horror. We’ll see how that one fares.
Rehearsals for Mitch’s Crossroads Café are going well. We have five left before Play Week, which entails three dress rehearsals and three performances. Our plans for set are coming together – with minimal expense. There’s great satisfaction to be gained from making things out of nothing for little or no money.
So, the posters are up, the advertising is out, the T-shirts and anniversary mugs are on the press, and now the search for our audience begins. We know our loyal supporters will find their way to their seats, but it wouldn’t matter if we performed for just a handful of them. We’ve learned over the years that we are truly doing this for ourselves . . .
And to help support the Lampman High School drama club . . .
And the Lampman Hospital Auxiliary . . .
And the Saskatchewan Cancer Agency . . .
So let’s hope for a good turnout!
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