A Silent Radio Show created by Mark Burkenbine. Warning: Author suffers from occasional bouts of mental & financially crippling honesty. Dress appropriately & wear the old boots when strolling through this pasture. Copyright Mark Burkenbine 2013-2014-2015-2016-2017,2018.2019,2020,2021, 2022,2023,2024(occasional shared youtube video.I hold no rights unless I created it.) An attempt at the surreal edge of fiction, reality, truth, lies, quality & bullshit. Imagine music playing
One of these days
We are all going to be gathered
Around our barrel fires
While we are picked off
One by one
By the mutated monsters
Created by viruses and nuclear war
And we are going to remember
How great it was
To type stupid shit on the internet
Whenever we wanted.
Yeah. I already miss it.
This was supposed to be a much longer title. I was just saying, I will probably not be blogging much. Take care. This month or so is about family.
I have left you the bread crumbs
so you know
who inspired me,
and who I followed.
It may take you a lifetime
and you still may not know
...for sure
Good fortune
and all my love
be with you.
I have never sought
the easy path
I care about my missteps
There is always a price to pay
When your path has been chosen for you
and you go
off road,
so to speak.
I know
this is not
perfect "english".
BooGAAAhhh. ( I loved wkrp in Cincinatti) .
Oh FUDGE PUCKETS! It's hospital season again!
Normal stuff. Wife needs a new spinal catheter from her baclofen pump. Just hope for the best, and no infections, and it will be fine.
If you have never experienced watching a loved one make multiple tech support calls in an afternoon, don't do what I did. Make the popcorn first.
A lot of people do impersonations. Most of them bad. Even more say they don't do impersonations.
But when they write, the words often take a tone, and possess mannerisms. If you listen as you read, you can often hear a great impersonation.
Once upon a time,
in a beautiful place of sunshine and happiness
that was full of smiling, kind and helpful folks,
a grizzled wizard appeared out of nowhere.
He told the people they have a problem.
There is a monster coming. You can't stop it.
The smiling, kind and helpful folks gasped.
The Grizzled Wizard told them he can help,
but even the formerly smiling folks knew
this was going to cost them everything.
They paid The Grizzled Wizards shakedown price,
then he told them the solution.
"This monster thinks you folks taste like chicken.
I can cast a spell that will make half of you invisible.
Make your choice. Pick your side."
With fee collected and spell cast, The Grizzled Wizard bid the formerly smiling and now not so happy, helpful, or kind folks-"adieu". He traveled on to his next destination.
The Monster immediately appeared and ate all the invisible folks like popcorn chicken. You see, the visible folks did taste like chicken, but The Monster doesn't like plain chicken. The Grizzled Wizard did make half the people invisible, but they smelled and tasted like BBQ chicken.
BBQ chicken is The Monsters favorite meal in the entire realm. He can follow that smell anywhere.
Were The Monster and the Grizzled Wizard working together? Or, did the Grizzled Wizard figure out a way to save half the people?
The thought of taking Silent Radio Show on tour just gives me goosebumps.
Giddy with a touch of nerves.
Am I ready?
So much to do, so little time.
This is a joke.
Nobody will pay for me to do dishes and fold clothes
while we all silently read my blog.
Not true.
They may pay once and get very upset.
That is where I will get my enjoyment.
Not sure the cell phone generation is patient enough
for my idea of performance art
or share my enjoyment of watching paint dry, as the color fades,
and it chips off.
of what the e nd looks like not how you wa nt it to be this took fore er to type but i had to try
