Spandex Waves & Bacon Bap Newsreels

 


5:45am. The older women heading to the beach for their morning surf, walk and then tea. Their days not numbered by the facile character of adventure and place but rooted, alive, growing, blooming. Someone else’s everyday for them an adventure worth holding onto. While their husbands’ stomachs grumble hoping they will be back in time to make their bacon baps and tea. They, the husbands, have a busy day planned of retelling the past, reading newspapers and solving the world’s problems. So, they will need all the energy they can get. Secretly, they will get scones, espresso w/brandy and cigar later. Now, what they really need is one more moment with her. Mainly because they can no longer sleep without her next and are tired having already had to solve the world’s problems yesterday.

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What:

The Rusty Sage Brush is a blog that attempts to take life and experience it like a child full wonder, questions, curiosity and play (with a special emphasis on play): a metaphorical dancing in the rain. To this end there will be words and at times, even, sentences. These objects will be organized into stories, poems, lists, and essays.

All pictures and posts are original except where quotations and other obvious exemptions exist. Therefore, all rights/permissions belong to the author.

Who:

Currently, the voices are limited and do not have any critical, creative, or useful writing skills, but as this is being published on the internet the writer does feel a little overqualified. The person behind this blog is named James. He lives to write, chase sunsets, listen to the stories around him, fix old cars that nobody else wants, bake bread, and tell jokes that cause mass suffering but for those few seconds each day when he can be serious what he really wants is to help people find meaning, learn to play and approach each day with love.

When:

As of this time there is no determined schedule. But I do hope you enjoy the random postings I do make as I develop a more steady schedule.

Why:

The Rusty Sage Brush wants to be the metaphorical little boy stamping in a mud puddle introducing play into world. So, quite simply, because my shoes are not muddy enough yet and no one has said I have to go inside yet.

I hope you enjoy.

James

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