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Dan was so intent on his quest,
An Incan village with an ollama court,
He had traveled with too little rest --
He got woozy, it's sad to report.
Dan's machete had hewn reed and cane,
He had crawled on the jungle floor.
He had learned to play ollama games,
With basketball hoops vertical, like a door.
Dan had two pair of shoes for the game,
For traction on the smooth ollama court,
But a capybara found them, and liked the same,
Took a bite of each, until he reached the fourth.
Dan found a game, with footwear blues.
To play, he had to choose chewed shoes!
Our harasser struck again, but today I was watching Alfred Hitchcock at midnite, so didn't check until now. The original page is 'under review'. I back dated this page 1 minute before midnight, which will screw up the date.
Before I forget, the packs the clerk is holding are "Cinnifun" and "Big Bubble Gum". Items in the case are mostly squiggles, except for "J's" and (typed, not drawn) MARATHON.
Sorry to read that the “Harasser” was at it again, Owen.. As I wrote recently, this is excessive, really too much.
The system itself is irresponsible, corrupt, unfair. HรLas, what to do?!
Your Dan’s quest for a proper ollama court takes me all the way back to September of ‘82 or ‘83, when I was climbing Mayan pyramids in the Yucatรกn, in Chichen Itza. There is a large ball court there, with the sideways rings.
A guide told me (I don’t swear to his veracity) that when a team lost a major game, they would throw the head of its captain through a ring.
Or, was it the head of the winning captain? I’m not sure.
Anyway, they took their sports quite seriously.
~ OMK
Today’s Jumble haiku:
How we stand or sit, how we hold our bodies is a thing to Choose.
Our mood & attitude are greatly affected by our physical positions.
This is actually a thing. It’s called…
“Postural Feedback”
No matter how shrewd
my intent, I always feel
woozy when I crawl.
~ OMK
FLN, WC ~ It was good to see Chet’s words to cap yesterday’s postings.
His respect for AA, and for p. 24 of the Book, is admirable—and very stirring, even for this non-member.
I can only imagine how alluring that “first drink” must be, and what fortitude it takes to resist it, forever.
~ OMK
OMK, the message is that "fortitude" is in vain. Chet...
Though no master of rhyme
Will assert "It's a day at a time"
We will surely fail and "Go out"
Unless to the Steps we are painstakingly devout
Chet
Reposting fln
I can't claim top dog on
Wordle 451 4/6
⬛๐ฉ๐จ⬛⬛
๐จ๐ฉ⬛๐จ⬛
๐ฉ⬛๐ฉ๐จ⬛
๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ
But I managed a par. Stuck as usual I guessed that the Wordle trend would continue.
WC
Sorry I missed that plain message, Wilbur; I thought I understood.
~ OMK
Wordle 451 Hint: Two syllables; of a personal type, in the alphabet.
Par = 2
Wordle 451 1/6
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~ OMK
Misty & CanadianEh! are posted on the other Sept 13 page. I placed an alert for them over there.
I hope we all end up “on the same page,” enjoying a literal meaning of the old expression.
Misty’s Franny is eager to tell her story, about a woozy fall she had & her decision to give up drink. We can read about it on the other page and comment back here.
I found the upbeat ending encouraging. All that was missing from her verse, I’d suggest, was the “dark passage,” her pain of withdrawal.
~ OMK
BTW, Wilbur (& Chet), is not “painstakingly devout” a form of fortitude?
Think about it.
Whether in resisting a drink directly, or in submitting to the Steps (in order not to drink), self-denial and courage (fortitude) must come into play.
Or so it would seem to this observer.
Perhaps we can agree that fortitude is needed, but it alone is not enough.
~ OMK
Well, I followed your directions, OMK, and am on this page now.
Thank you for your kind response to Franny's experience. Sorry I didn't discuss her "dark passage." I liked your clever morning haiku, but must say, I'm thankful I've never crawled in my life.
Can't believe it took four tries, but I finally got it:
Wordle 451 4/6
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๐จ๐จ⬜⬜⬜
๐ฉ⬜๐จ⬜⬜
๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ
Not my best puzzle day.
Welcome, Misty! Glad you made it.
Wasn't my W hint a help this time? You are usually quicker than this. I thought my clue was a real giveaway!
And how can you say you never crawled? I suspect you did not stroll home from your Mom's birthing bed.
~ OMK
OMK, The General Service people created a set of 12 "Principles " to parallel the steps. One of them was Discipline.
So fortitude in that sense is a necessity. Plus, I mentioned the need for painstakingly working the Steps.
The distinction is in thinking fortitude, in the sense of will power, absent a Program of recovery will result in permanent sobriety.
Of course Recovery is, for the AAer, still a Day at a time.
The classic "Big Book" tale is about people with amazing fortitude,and will power who go it alone only to inexplicably pick up a drink, for no reason at all or for a situation in which drinking makes it a lot worse.
Thanks,WC, for taking time to explain. As I say, I am merely an observer, doing my best to understand. I count myself lucky that my genes did not saddle me (as they did my poor sister) with our father’s alcoholism.
My burden is maybe different. Back in the ‘60s I was hooked on speed, without even knowing it.
I was ignorant of the addictive properties of the amphetamines I had a doctor prescribe, to help me write my thesis. I took the capsules daily for some months, then cut them off when I finished writing.
It is hard to believe now, but I made no connection between quitting the drug and the deep, dark depression that followed. I endured the worst nightmarish period, all edgy and jittery, with suicidal thoughts that, at the time, I blamed on other factors in my life.
Weeks later, when my psychophysical state finally leveled out, I was only too glad to put that bleakness behind me, never—until ten years ago—realizing I had been going through narcotic withdrawal.
There is more to the story, but this is enough to let you know I am not completely ignorant of the power of addiction. Will power never came into play because I did not know I could alleviate my symptoms by finding & taking more of the drug. It was not fortitude that had me denying myself, but ignorance.
~ OMK
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