As we wade through these pandemic times, it’s important that we continue with music. Music is important. At least for me it is. I”ve been playing guitar all my life. For a number of years I had been playing with Maybank evry week. Pre pandemic I even had been going to music classes at the local college. To little avail I must say. However, I … Continue reading Some Music
Hail December! The Twelfth month! Hail to the number twelve. Three cheers (four times) for the ol’ 12, the number on the top of the clock!! The word twelve, whose early English-Germanic roots derive from “two left”, or two left over after counting to ten, completes a certain cycle for us. After twelve o’clock we start to count the hours again. Twice every day we count … Continue reading December Magazine
Sorry, but this is all I could come up with: Alexander craned his head upwards. ************************* Another attempt at a 5 word story that’s even sillier: Yesterday cranes were stalking me. ************************ Note from the editor: Bumbastories offers no apologies for this photo-prompted nonsense. Continue reading Five Word Story with Photo Prompt
OK. It’s November and here comes yet another of those Bumbastories Numbers things. “Oh, no,” you say. “Oh, yes,” says I. “November is definitely the eleventh month. And we’re definitely going to do another march through the numbers thing” Officially – and we try to be perfectly transparent with you here – eleven should not be included in any Bumbastories’ March Through the Numbers thing, … Continue reading Hey it’s another Tri-Centennial November Magazine
A Short Tale of a Dog I am a dog. And may I point out that I do not proclaim that ‘I am a dog’ in any sort of figurative sense. Because, you see, I am an actual dog. That’s right, a dog. I am the proud posssessor of four legs, two long, floppy ears, a tail, and a friendly canine disposition that makes … Continue reading A Short Tale of a Dog
Hey, Woody Guthrie. We still sing your songs We will not forget your hard travellin’ We will not forget that this land is made for you and me Those are things that you told us …………….. Sing Woody’s songs Sing out I Ain’t Got No Home in this World Anymore Sing out Vigilante Man Sing out The Ballad of Tom Joad Sing out about the … Continue reading An Ode to Woody
Semi-Annual Bumbastories October Magazine A salute to the number 10, October being the tenth calendar month. Ten Ten. It’s the number of fingers on two hands, and, over time, ten has become the basis of our number system – which only uses nine numerals afer all. Once we get to ten, we start counting again. By tens! And then by tens of tens, and tens … Continue reading Semi-Annual October Magazine
I ain’t much of a songwriter, I don’t suppose. I never sold anything or made any money from it. Once or twice, years ago, I recorded a cassette tape and sent it to a music publisher. A couple of times I tried to audition as a folksinger. To no success. Still, over the years I think I wrote a couple of good ones. Nowadays, I … Continue reading Another Blues “Original”
Welcome to September. Yikes. Time flies when you’re having a good time, and even when you’re not. September is the ninth month, and nine is a beautiful number. Three threes. The number nine signifies completion. After nine, in our counting system, you hit 10, and you have to “carry over” and start a new column. From there, it’s just a matter of recycling the same … Continue reading The Annual Bumbastories Tri-Centennial September Magazine
You’ll forgive me for singing another sad song. You can’t blame me. There I was in the beginning of the summer thinking that we were finally going to come out of this covid mess, and maybe finally get back to living normally and doing all those things we said we wanted to do. But no. It wasn’t in the cards. It seems a variant slipped … Continue reading Another Old Song, Another Sorry Lament: St. James Infirmary
Every Day Another Story 