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SD ComicCon 2022
After a two-year delay, the ComicCon was finally in full swing again. Many like myself simply carried over our original badges, rather than get refunded and wait on-line later for a random selection (which might not happen.) The down side was everyone having to acquire orange wrist bands to match their Covid 19 ID’s—and still having to wear masks inside the convention center. (Every couple of hours it was necessary to step outside and drop the masks for some fresh air.) There were several no-show or cancellation venues—like Disney and Sony, which usually draw large crowds. Also, gamers seem to be more on the rise this year rather than new movie/tv intros. Of course, all the eateries and bars and downtown entertainment areas were hoppin’. My wife and I got two good days in, as well as the setting up for my Art Show entries. Wonder how much longer this event will last. Anyway, here are some shots of our experience. Enjoy!
AI Vanity
speculum
to Me
speaks:
“I
… Am”
A Word from Mother
some nights
I speak in the tongues
of thunder
of lightning
of boiling rock
and lash fear
into the beholders
but in th’ end
the rest
who live upon Me
Me—their hallow’d Earth
will be overjoy’d
for I am still
Alive
Cairn (from the Time Capsule)
heap of asteroids
sign for galactic hikers
on versant orbit
Post-Jurassic: Now Prey
Captured this guy on the inside of our den’s sliding screen door. He was about 8 inches long. Our 2-yr-old cat, Logan, catches and brings home up to three of these a day. He lets them loose for a bit, continues to chase them, and eventually kills and partially eats them. Fortunately for some of these guys we are able to rescue and resettle them to a safer environment. But our neighborhood is abundant with lizards and birds. (He caught a pigeon today. Feathers everywhere in my tool shop, where our cat’s access door is located.) Such is the hunter side of our loving pet.
Golden Routine
always
as if for the last time
her daily stroll she takes
to admire the beauty
speaking to her
which never gets old
unlike her own life
now crown’d with gray hair
and cheerful reflections
that sometimes lower her spirits
still
her heart blows a kiss
and smiles farewell
till the next tomorrow
Happy Birthday 1948 Newark NJ
(photo by my Godfather, Marcial Vito)
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