Our lovely principal shared her zucchini harvest some weeks back. Everyone got a small piece, so I was left with the largest one. And I’d never even bought or cooked any zucchini dish prior. So what was I to do with it? Thanks to the internet: zucchini with ground beef, zucchini-raisin pancakes, and zucchini-pear or zucchini-banana shake. And half of it is still in the freezer! Enjoy zucchini!
Lina Jamison
art : poetry : essays
Sunday, September 13, 2026
Saturday, September 12, 2026
Friday, September 11, 2026
Danger of First Frost Tonight
Danger of first frost tonight,
But our mandevilla and jade beans are still blooming,
And someone has just started his tomato garden!
Oh, dear!
And someone has just started his tomato garden!
Oh, dear!
Thursday, September 10, 2026
Monday, September 07, 2026
What have we done to Johnny and Susie?
They inherited a smart home,
Not a muscle to move.
They inherited AI and humanoids,
Not a neuron to use.
Until there’s a glitch.
Until the system is down.
Until there’s service outage.
Now Johnny can’t unlock the doors.
Now Susie has to hold in her pee.
Without gadgets, children are cranky.
Now Susie can’t order meals.
Or get cash. Or shop for groceries.
And Johnny can’t start a fire.
O put up a tent. Or dig for an outhouse.
Unused brain cells are dead.
Out there, no farms. Just data centers.
Out there, no water. No lake. No river.
It’s 2050. Trillionaires live on the moon.
Johnny and Susie with no brains or brawn
Blaming their parents for something
They don’t even know…
MLJ07092026MankindEnslavedByTech
Not a muscle to move.
They inherited AI and humanoids,
Not a neuron to use.
Until there’s a glitch.
Until the system is down.
Until there’s service outage.
Now Johnny can’t unlock the doors.
Now Susie has to hold in her pee.
Without gadgets, children are cranky.
Now Susie can’t order meals.
Or get cash. Or shop for groceries.
And Johnny can’t start a fire.
O put up a tent. Or dig for an outhouse.
Unused brain cells are dead.
Out there, no farms. Just data centers.
Out there, no water. No lake. No river.
It’s 2050. Trillionaires live on the moon.
Johnny and Susie with no brains or brawn
Blaming their parents for something
They don’t even know…
MLJ07092026MankindEnslavedByTech
When will they raise the minimum wage?
When workers go on strike?
Wages should be increased every year to keep up with inflation.
Who disagrees? The billionaires and trillionaires who need to buy engineers and scientists who will start their settlements on the moon and Mars? Peace!
Thursday, September 03, 2026
Saturday, August 29, 2026
Sunday, August 23, 2026
Sunday, August 16, 2026
Puto Pao
Puto pao or steamed rice cake. The recipe is on the box, but there's no corned beef or steamer. But there's lots of bangus sisig... Puto pancakes with sisig filling it is!
Friday, August 14, 2026
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)