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I’m sure I’m missing some of the legal points here, but who knew you could put a logo up as a collateral for a loan? Ford was allowed to use the logo under the terms of the agreement, but the whole thing just seems odd to me. Business is weird.

The networks have examined their balance sheets and Nielsen numbers, bemoaned piracy and Internet viewers and made decisions about which of the 40 shows they tossed at the wall will stick around for next season. Short answer is 60% of shows the networks touted as the next big thing won’t be around.

It’s May. Another Poetry Month celebration on Small Pond has come to a close. I hope you enjoyed this year’s selections. They skewed modern/contemporary this year. Maybe 2013 will see more classics throughout the list or maybe I’ll devote the … Continue reading →

Old Dog Toward the last in the morning she could not get up, even when I rattled her pan. I helped her into the yard, but she stumbled and fell. I knew it was time. The last night a mist … Continue reading →

And Some Were Playing Cards,      and Some Were Playing Dice And there you have it. I can’t overpraise your response Though I can clock it by its choked glimmer, Like a night sound for which there is no explanation. And … Continue reading →

Truth Came varnished, prepackaged, required scissors to break the seal. Worn raw from use, reuse it put up splinters. I sanded it, wiped it clear with turpentine. Like the look of it newborn. Thought about polyurethane, two coats at least–varnish … Continue reading →

I have to admit: I’m not all that fond of Trapped. I’m egotistical enough to want to include two of my own poems this month, but I hesitated before picking this one. One of the rules for the blog’s poetry … Continue reading →

Trapped Hanging, Like spiders spun from sugar, We were afraid to move. Thoughts beckoned on the edge, Succulent and dripping Emotions from cocoon: Enough to feed us for weeks, but we did not go. – Tammy Dotts, in Mixed Bag … Continue reading →