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Apr 5, 2015

One Bad Ass Razor (Mini-Blog Essay)













When I first started shaving I had a Gillette Sensor with two blades.  Then the Mach 3 came out featuring not one, not two, but three blades.  After that it started to get a little crazy. I continued to shave with my Mach 3 razor while the razor blade companies repeatedly tried to one up each other by adding more and more blades to their razors.  It's ridiculous! How many blades are on a razor now....five?  A few months ago I started using a double edge safety razor  (You know, the kind that your father or grandfather would have used). After successfully using the double edge safety razor for a while now I see no need to go back to the modern day razor with three, four, or five blades when one simple blade will do. First of all, it looks freaking bad ass.  Second, the money you save on buying replacement blades is reason enough to switch to a double edge safety razor.  I guess the razor blade companies thought that by adding more and more blades will give you a better and closer shave, which in some cases just isn't true in my humble opinion.  So, sometimes less really is more.   

(Pictured above is the Parker 22R Double Edge Safety Razor with a pack of Super Chrome Shark Blades)             

Apr 3, 2015

On Writing A Novel (New Poem)











Why is it so hard to just . . . . . write.
There is no simple answer.
No magic bullet.
No right way or wrong way.
It's just you and a blank page impatiently waiting to be filled.

Jan 16, 2015

Jeans (New Poem) 1/16/15














I thought it would be fun to write a poem about jeans.
Words and jeans are a lot alike in some ways.
They can't be too loose or too tight.
They have to look and feel just right.
Jeans come in many different colors and a variety of style.
Words can make you laugh, cry, and even smile.
If your jeans don't seem to fit right don't worry, just visit a tailor.
Who was that writer who married Marilyn Monroe back in 
the 1950's Norman Mailer, no wait it was Arthur Miller.
Okay so I ran out of words that rhyme.
Just do me a favor and forget about those last few lines.
I thought it would be fun to write a poem about jeans.
Boy was I wrong, so it seems.  

Nov 19, 2014

Getting Ready For Winter (New Poem) 11/19/14

















A freezing cold November day.
Bundled up in blankets and layers of clothes.
Long Johns and sweaters are now the normal attire.
A mad rush to the grocery store to stock up on milk, bread, and beer.
Turn up the heat inside the house.
Warm up the car for a few minutes before driving. 
Hot and tasty comfort foods such as chili and soup bring a smile to everyone's face.
(Don't forget about the hot chocolate).
Oh yeah, and of course the all-time favorite classic drink that everyone loves....Hot Chocolate.
How could you forget about that.  
Let the hibernation begin.   

Oct 31, 2014

A Creepy Halloween Poem (well not really that creepy) 10/31/14
















Wicked Witches and Wise Wizards.
Grotesque Goblins and Ghastly Ghosts.
Dancing Devils and Deceitful Demons.
Voodoo Vampires and Satan Smiling.
Blood-Red Wine and Ice.
Alice Cooper and Vincent Price.

Sep 7, 2014

Porn Poem (Not Safe For Work) 9/6/14











Master.  
Master.  
Master.
Bate.  
Bate.  
Bate.
Tits.  
Tits.  
Tits.
Pussy.  
Pussy.  
Pussy.
Dick.  
Dick.  
Dick.
Sex.  
Sex.  
Sex.

Aug 29, 2014

Hello Buddha (New Poem) 8/21/14














Back on the path.
Went down a different road for awhile 
chanting the Hare Krishna mantra.  
You know the one.  The one that goes like this:  
Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna.
Krishna.  Krishna.
Hare. Hare.
Hare Rama.
Hare Rama.
Rama. Rama.
Hare. Hare.
I tried to be a good devotee of Lord Krishna but it 
just wasn't meant to be.  No harm done, at least I tried.
Yes at least I tried.  
So now with a quick and sudden decision I will travel 
down the road in the footsteps of the Buddha.
Hello, again. 
  

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