Man, I haven't logged into WordTrip for YEARS. I miss all my old friends. I do drop by occasionally, without logging in, mostly so I can read your blog, Del. I wonder how the other people I used to know are. Jill, you still live in Idaho?? Is TimberLine around?? Anblick still in the military?? And a...

Been a year and a week since I've been here at WordTrip. Naturally, the first thing I did was check out Del's blog.

Del glad to hear, "The pros outweigh the cons." I'll take a look at past posts tomorrow and get up to speed with the drama.

As you may know, Del, I'm a product of outcome-based education, so I have trouble figuring things out. Just to make sure I'm following the saga: The baby is not with you?? He's living with Andrea??

Congratulations, Del!

Happy BirthDay, Del.

Glad you finally updated us, Del.

Anybody remember the `Mailbox Baseball' scene from Stand By Me??

What did Bill Clinton say when he realized his wife wasn't going to win the Democratic party's nomination for President??




















"Close but no cigar."

Del, that's very well written.

Congratulations and best of luck.

<Sigh> Del, I believe I speak for everyone here when I say I wish there was something we could say or do to make it all better.

I don't write poetry at all, MLou, but you seemed disappointed, so I tried. Coming Home From The AirPort The big engines seemed to grunt, Or maybe it was just me, As the 737 touched down. My Samsonite rolled off the luggage carousel As a portly person pushed past me. I wondered how on earth I’d get ...

Cool story, Del!

Jakob Lindberg plays lute music from sixteenth century.

Delaney wrote: I have since decided it is best to keep these worlds to myself.

And yet, here you are, sharing them with us.

Like Opus, we all need a `happy place' to which we can retreat when the world overwhelms us.

K-BOO FM has old country music, from the thirties - sixties, at noon on Mondays.

I protested, saying I was quiet and non-confrontational. Um ... With Dan as my lookout out back (he was my accomplice and helped with the ideas), I unplugged his fridge, poured dirty cigarette water all over his weed, poured the milk I'd bought him under the cushions of his couch, took all his bedd...

Delaney wrote:News Bites:

Yeah, it sure does.

Looks similar to the Writer's Digest site.

That's very good, Writingmom.

Here's my idea for an opening line: Bubba lived in the runt of the trailer litter.

Glad things are looking up. I hope when you get a job, new friends, and new interests, you'll still find time to keep us updated.

Ink flows, ideas tumble.
Imagery and substance too.
Obscure poetry.

Delaney wrote: Whew!

I hate phonecalls, and I especially hate phonecalls to people I don't know. Fills me with childish terror.

Better not apply for a job as a telephone solicitor.

Best of luck in your new life in Ohio.

Delaney wrote: It always feels better when you have someone to appreciate it

We appreciate all you do, Del.

There are people who are meant to look, act, and be a certain way, and then there are the opposite. Johnny Cash had a song on an album from the seventies called Jesus Was Our Savior, Cotton Was Our King . I don't remember all the lyrics, but it starts: The wagon wheels were turnin' with a cobble-co...