Monday, August 8, 2011

helping hand

Platitudes come in handy when one seeks a helping hand after the factory shut down and hired hands were handed job termination slips. Let's have a little hand for the self that likes respect and whatever other selves might be floating around in handy-land. Peter Stumps auditioned to be a singer in a local bar, but his hands trembled too much. Someone handed me a copy of WC Handy's St. Louis Blues, going to fortune-telling gypsy, not liking to see down-going evening sun. The song provided a little much needed inspiration.

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