injaynesworld "Time and Again..."

This week I'm participating in the Trifecta challenge to write 33 words based on the photo image by Eirik Solheim seen here.  Each slice of the photo compilation is a different day of the year, taken from the same location.

http://eirikso.com/2011/01/04/one-year-in-one-image/

Take hold...

Journey with me through time

Ever changing, ever the same

The soul, infinite, travels through many lifetimes

Each a season unto its own

Birth and death but portals for its passage

To learn about the process by which this magnificent image was created, watch the video below.




To see what other writers did with prompt, visit the Trifecta link-up page.

And please, do leave a comment.  They go so well with wine and cheese.  :)

injaynesworld we are "Four Years Old..."

Four years ago this week, I bumbled my way onto the blogging scene with absolutely no idea of what I was doing or why except that someone told me if I wrote something and published it on the Internet, people might read it.

“Is there any money in it?” I asked.

“BWAHAHAHA!!” they replied.

I took that as a “no.”

“Four years from now will I have written nearly 400 posts, published a book of essays that at least a dozen people were arm-twisted into buying, and made friends with some of the most amazing readers and writers I’ve ever known who continue to bless me with their friendship?” I pursued.

“You’ll be lucky if you last six months.”   

“Well, then.  Let’s do it!”  And injaynesworld was born.

You’d think after four years I would have tired of the same old look of the place, but I’m a Taurus and we don’t go in much for change.  Besides, if it got all gussied up, you might come to expect more from the actual content.  I suppose a new profile picture wouldn’t be too much to ask, but on a good day with ample makeup and perfect lighting I can still look like that, and we all know how hard it is to get a decent photo of ourselves.  Nope.  There will be no changes around here.

The rest of the world is changing too goddamn much and too goddamn fast as it is.   Just when you find something you like – BAM!  The “new and improved” version is out to part you from your money.  Be honest.  How many iPhones have you gone through?

On Union Street in San Francisco is a restaurant called “Perry’s.”  It’s been there with the same blue-and-white checked tablecloths, serving exactly the same-tasting Eggs Benedict, bread sticks and Ramos Fizz cocktails (with nutmeg sprinkled on top) since I first started going there in 1970.  I can’t begin to tell you how this comforts me in an age where there is so little you can still count on.  

And so it will be here injaynesworld “… serving up the same delights and diatribes since 2009.”

Thanks for coming by.  It wouldn’t have been any fun without you. 

injaynesworld there are “Grammar Goofs That Gall Me…”

I used Grammarly to grammar check this post because it is my long-held belief that should this once-great nation fall, it will not be due to economic implosion, terrorist attacks, or even global warming.  It will be due to bad grammar.  We will have finally dissolved into a giant puddle of imbeciles, unable to even keep from soiling ourselves, who will be scorned and isolated by the rest of the world.  It’s coming.  Trust me. 

I’m not talking about the often misplaced comma or mind-boggling semi-colon.   I mean, really.  A semi-colon.  What anal-retentive thought that up?   I’m talking about the language we use every day when we talk to each other.   Remember talking?    It was popular before the invention of the Internet. 

Maybe, as a writer, I’m more sensitive to the use of language.  I realize that sounds elitist as hell, but really, there are some verbal turds out there that should offend anyone with an education above the third grade and not living in Mississippi.

For example, the past tense for drag is dragged not drug, as in “Look what the cat dragged in.”   Dragged is a verb.  Drug is a noun.   Well, now I take that back.  Drug can be a verb, but only when referring to the administering of drugs as in, “Did you drug your date?”  But mostly it’s a noun.   Which brings us back to the proverbial cat, and while we often attribute to cats strange and wondrous powers, in truth they are incapable of drugging anything.   Yet turn on any talk show or newscast and you will see people who should know better misusing the word “drug” all the time and, because of the power of television, it then spreads like an epidemic of head lice.   

Or take the simple concept of singular and plural:   “Is” and “are.”   I can’t hear the sentence, “There’s photos of Anthony Weiner’s dick on the Internet” without weeping, and not because we’ve all been subjected to pictures of his pathetic private parts.   “There are photos” or the contraction, “There’re.”   What’s so damn hard about that?    No pun intended. 

And don’t even get me started on, “I should have went to the store.”  It’s “I should have gone to the store.”   Were you raised in a barn?

I feel much better now knowing I’ve done my part to protect this nation from, if not outright destruction, certainly worldwide ridicule.  If I could only rid the country of Rush Limbaugh. 

I was compensated by Grammarly for this post because yes, I can be bought.  Any lingering grammatical errors were entirely intentional and fall under the category of artistic license.  Yeah.  Me and Hemmingway.  That’s right, baby.