cup&spoon

Quick Picks

2011-07-07T16:13:00.000-07:00

By Giggles Anderson

Will broadcasters respond
to The Market as quickly
as the individual user?

How does this impact their budgets?
Hiring decisions?

Will it be possible to create
and re-create cinema verite
on a consistent basis?

Will the ending
of every show be
determined by vote
a la American Idol?

And how will this business model
compare to the O model as developed
by her network talk show, satellite radio
and new network?

The networks have long followed
Nielsen or other marketing research
whereas the O model follows The Path.

Authenticity via self help,
forgiveness, open hearts leading to
higher ratings.

Cactus Water

2011-07-07T14:57:00.000-07:00

By Giggles Anderson

There are a billion and one reasons
that employees are terminated,
none of which have anything to do
with temperament or competence.

Noncompliance
is a GREAT reason
to be terminated.

Too many follow blindly
without using any sort
of moral compass.

In any case,
hiring is about finding
the right fit.

Hiring officials
should never presume
the abandoned culture
was a healthy one.

Smoke and Mirrors

2011-07-07T14:02:00.000-07:00

By Giggles Anderson

Is this a return to
the original packaging?

Why not sell a bundle
tied with string?

Considering the price
increases associated
with logos, lettering,
colors, glossy paper...

Will the price decrease
if they are handed to me
in a paper bag?

Packaging matters
less than access.

What if the industry
went back to supplying
a shredded mound
to be hand-wrapped later?

Is there any research on that?

Sensibility

2011-06-03T03:44:00.000-07:00

By Giggles Anderson

Previous to the Boom,
many people simply rented
a nice room at a local hotel,
ordered room service, movies,
and let the kids play in the pool
before returning home
to attend church on Sunday.

Everyone was well-rested.

The education accounts
were safely tucked away.

Now that the Bubble has broken
our hearts and our accounts,
we have returned to sensibility.

Families are spending more quality time together.

Orchestra Seating

2011-06-03T01:39:00.000-07:00

By Giggles Anderson

Please conduct oneself
in a mannerly fashion.

Please keep your hands at your sides
and feet on the floor.

Do not fight.

Do not play fight.

Do not lean against the windows.

Grassy Soup

2011-06-03T00:08:00.000-07:00

By Giggles Anderson

Is anyone responsible for
cutting the grasses
and other impediments
to lake swimming,
even if only to return
to one's boat
after falling off
by accident?

Grains of Truth

2011-05-15T10:33:00.000-07:00

The world's supply of
corn, wheat and rice
is dwindling.

A flood here.
An earthquake and tsunami there.

Droughts followed by
fire running wild.

In the middle of it all,
we have to save the beer.

And the liquor.
And the wine.

History and happiness depends on it.

Cheers!

Shiny Disposition

2011-05-11T14:39:00.000-07:00

There was a time that every man,
woman, and child was in possession
of Vaseline.

A small tube played
something borrowed
and something blue
for a wedding or two.

Would you like to kiss the Bride?

Every home had a giant tub.
Every woman had a canister in her purse.
Every man had one in his glove compartment
or stuff under the seat.

When a parent packed up a kid
to send her off
to who knows where,
a plastic can of wonder goo
followed loyally in the luggage.

We used to put Vaseline on everything.

It shined shoes, polished car tires,
waterproofed the glass and the chrome.
Used in one way or another
at school or in the home.

Raise your hand
if you leaned
on a guy's car
as he carefully rubbed
a dab of Vaseline
onto the windshield
so the rainwater would bead.

Vaseline kept debris
out of our wounds.

We slathered it on our lips
often for no apparent reason
except to shine off on our friends.

No more of Mama's spit for cowlicks,
she used Vaseline to hold unruly hairs in place.

A light coat of Vaseline dusted the furniture.

For years, no one griped at Hubby
for not using a coaster.

No ring? No problem.

As America enters its austerity plan,
let's get back to basics--
reconnect with Vaseline,
our old family friend.

Cold Tomato Soup

2011-05-06T16:18:00.000-07:00

By Giggles Anderson

the lawn beckons
come one come all

butter love
egg white gloves

wines pop a cork

the milky sky shimmers
an orchestra's light
gnomes and faeries
will whisk away the night

salad forks demand attention
left hand need not apply
start on the outside
work your way in

pour from the right

seating charts
aching head
perfection finally arrives

it's just past eight

cold tomato soup
strikes a mean bargain
with an ambitious spoon

a fluffy roll calculates
its own demise

the croutons step aside
as spheres of ice drown

water doesn't stand a chance

dogs know
the truth

grated potato sighs
a carrot sulks
cabbage holds turnip's tongue flat

inside the roast
hides garlic, onions,
pepper, and pain

the gravy is angry again
pass the rice

thunderbolt sweat
an empire's rose

sandcastles sway
by the moon

in this glass house the mirror screams
while the ceilings dance cheek to cheek

from sell to cell what a trade
the mugs kiss and always tell

sleep with one eye hoping
listen with one ear clothed
speak loudly
and carry a long-handled spoon

dessert is on the way
ike violence for water

Teeth

2010-11-15T20:41:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

Domesticated dogs still bite.
You can have all the social controls you want
but it doesn't mean you can avoid
the revelation
of your authentic self.

Eye Under Sand

2010-11-15T20:38:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

Prison does not end
a criminal career.

There is still marriage.
Steeling love.

You chose the importance
of all your life events.

A grain of sand.
The Sun.

Create a desert
of time's sand.

Imagine it all
at the bottom
of the aquarium.

You chose.

To Have, To Hold

2010-11-15T20:36:00.001-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

Stay with me
even when it hurts to see yourself
smothered
like Sunday’s pork chops
and cutting up old pics.
Like a lawnmower
over tall, proud grass.
Stay here with me
and laugh about
what-nots and prayer-gots.
Feel the sunshine in your veins
and know
you are well.

FB #38

2009-04-16T21:10:00.000-07:00

By Giggles Anderson

today is a chore.
scrubbing databases rock.
are you misplaced too?

The Giggler puts on her black beret, and snaps her fingas as she sups a hot cup of caaw-fee ...all the while posing with an unlit marlboro in a cigarette holder.

FB #39

2009-03-03T08:06:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

I'm writing you a prescription now.
Smile more.
Laugh.
Clown around.
Sing the world a song.
Happy words.
Sappy blogs.
Hand your girl a rose.
Giggles whenever possible.
Three times Five. Hunter green.

FB #6

2009-01-18T12:41:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

What do you mean I/we cant live in Facebook?
That's just crazy talk...

FB#5

2009-01-15T08:14:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

Right before Son rise,
I have {eye}s.

I've seen < more than most> in < life.

Doing time.

Not b)cause I've lived.

Longer OR Harder.

Just that
[eye] was
always paying.

Attention.

Willing to
!Re-port!
Each message--
I let my eyes speak.

Third eye shines.
Laser cuts through lies.
Needle piercing. Flower petal.

Left before dawn.

FB#4

2009-01-12T08:16:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

Say less.

In loud silence,
demons
SCREAM!

Quiet.

Hear soul sing.
Soft kisses in heaven.

Wait and heal.

FB#3

2009-01-09T08:17:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

Night
Cool, damp
Hiding, sleeping, protecting
Slope, moonbeams, Clocktower, sunrays
Heating, waking, ringing
Warm, dry
Day

FB#2

2009-01-06T10:43:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

On the Quad
books made crooks
stoned crab(grass)
bell s]hooks

Feet scurry.
Hair tousled.
Indian curry for lunch.

eye CU.
See me two?
I'll pay you back on Friday.

Mouth melts.
Mutiny moans.
Destiny (a)waits (y)our call.

Collegetown Bagels.
Outdoor Tables.
Kick a tennis ball.

FB #1

2009-01-03T10:29:00.000-08:00

By Giggles Anderson

No.
I don't want to go back there.
And neither do You.
So,
Lets do something.
Better.
Something else.
Some thing's (k)new.
Everyone is older.
More mature now.
Or
So We tell Ourselves.
When no One is around.