| || rover, ahead, hectic, income, "hire" and "hire".
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
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With her faithful robot rover, Clementine
Searched the rocks (that's how the Luners mine).
Sometimes the little robot raced ahead,
But it mostly only followed where she led.
In daylight, she dawdled across the ground,
But more hectic when the sun was going down.
The lunar night is two weeks, half a month.
When in the habitat she had to scrunch.
She could hire out to supplement her income,
She had a higher education, and then some.
But mostly what she did was work mundane,
Just to keep inaction from driving her insane.
Fairly mundane jumble today although #4 took some labor. Fun to hunt for the four J's in the poem and neat how the riddle-solution was presented.
Sally was counseled to become more social but only became shier and shier*
WC
* I LIU. The Y spelling is now acceptable and apparently proper British usage.
"Volo album"
I would count myself fortunate in this life
if my income'd be enough to attract a wife,
if this hectic pace would slow & improve
and the road ahead would at last be smooth.
Then I'd look upon Fate as a kindly weaver
if She'd let me adopt a Labrador Retriever.
I would not ask for more; my wishes would be over.
We would settle down--me, my wife, & Rover.
Wilbur ~ Good variation on today's solution!
My take would be to note the only ingredients needed with which one fights fire--I.e., fire and fire.
Selah.
~ OMK
Did the jumble last night again. The third clue was the one that that gave me problems. And for the solution I kept fixating on the normal spelling of the key words, even though the necessary letters weren't all there. But I saw it after a bit -- kinda cute.
Always nice to start off with an Owen poem, both here and on the Corner.
"Family Life"
I loved my years as a wife,
they made me feel fully alive.
It was wonderful looking ahead
to the day when I'd be wed.
Daily life was quite busy and hectic
but our passion remained electric,
and once we had enough income
I was ready a Mom to become.
Well, a baby may be a crier
but to parents it sounds like a choir.
Still, it may not be terribly dire
A babysitter to hire.
Yes, married life can be sweet,
and with children a wonderful treat.
A nice morning despite the heat. This is the site to visit, to raise a smile. The poetic greetings often include a joke, or at least a pleasant turn of phrase.
Owen ~ Good to see you in fine fettle, sir.
Wilbur ~ Nice to share rhymes of today’s Solution with you…. “Shier and shier” set me to thinking of the answer I posted.
After a while, of course, the approach peters out. I was actually trying to come up with variations based on sequentially improving soccer matches (tie-er & tie-er) and even on Simple Simon ( y’know: pie-er & pie-er!)…
Misty ~ I enjoyed your poem, a merry capsule bio, esp. sweet because it seems to take the reader (oops, me!) into your world.
Your language comes close to the wording I aim to achieve:
plainly
conversational
mainly.
Not the easiest thing to do, as we are so accustomed to “poeticized” lingo.
A poem may be fiction, but let the voice be our contemporary idiom. Unless it’s from an historic character. Or for comic effect.
Hey, Sandy! We hit 104º in Irvine yesterday. I was thinking of you! What was the temp at your place?
It was 121º in Woodland Hills, not far from my old place in Sherman Oaks.
Whe-ew!
~ OMK
OMK, I'm not sure. Based on varying readings from Accuweather, Weather.com, and my patio, it could have been as high as 102°. Or not! It was definitely uncomfortable. Cooler today; haven't yet turned my fan on. I hope for cooler nights especially.
“Stop me if I…”
You know the old gag based on the temp differential between the San Fernando Valley and the rest of SoCal?
The one based on the “last broadcast ever from downtown L.A.” following a series of enormous nuclear explosions in the region?
“This is K-PoP, your disaster breaking news station, reporting on the huge fireball centered over Pershing Square.
The temperatures are devastating.
It is 200 degrees Fahrenheit at City Hall!
—210º in the valley…”
~ OMK
Whoo-oops!
Typo!
That should read:
"Two thousand degrees at City Hall.
Two thousand ten in the Valley!"
~ OMK
"On the Beach". I spotted the movie on YouTube and started watching. Oops I have deja vu that I mentioned this before but OMK reminded me.
We had OtB malaise in the 60s- 'Nam inevitable; eat, drink and be (very) merry. But like the Aussie navy some kept their sanity intact.
Interesting theme. Any movies or books try it? Duh, with Misty right here "Apocalypse Now" dealt with the insanity. Was the "fall" supposed to mirror the domestic fall into craziness that occurred for so many 1965-75?
WC
Wilbur, it's amazing that you remembered that I admired "Apocalypse Now". What an excellent memory you have.
Apocalypse Now!
I'm a big fan. I used to say it was the movie that turned us French.
That's at least three of us. Enough for a genuine fan club, I'd say.
~ OMK
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