Lost In New York . . . By Bishop, Sometimes Travel Reporter
None but a fool worries about things he cannot influence — Samuel Johnson Hats off to marvelous Harry’s in Cornville where one of life’s mysteries is penned to the patio wall. To wit: nobody gets to see the wizard, not nobody, not know how. If we ever needed him before, that’s nothing at all compared to how much we need him now. Scanning the world from Manhattan to West Sedona, life appears to be lurching daily from ecstasy to despair, rather like one of those endless Russian novels. There are those in West Sedona that complain about bad schools yet at…
Pondering What If’s
It is better to ask some of the questions than to know all the answers. James Thurber Littered with flotsam and jetsam, there’s a front porch in uptown Sedona that has much in common with a beach. Yes, a beach in that one never knows what or who will wash up on it–day nor night. According to somewhat reliable neighborhood sources, the latest sightings include two bible salespersons, a water conservationist, the last Ralph Nader supporter, the last Liberal, a poet named Portlin, some unemployed UFO pilots and two former City Council counselors. At other times, assorted ruffians, banjo players, a convicted…
SEEING IS BELIEVING . . . By Bishop, Excentric Authentic Scrivener
Optimism consistently outruns the water supply…………………………..Wallace Stegner Once upon a time it so happened in Cornville, Arizona that an invisible man dropped by a dental office to make an appointment. When told by the receptionist just who was in the waiting room, the dentist snapped “I can’t see him.” Ludicrousness aside for a moment there is more than meets the eye to that dentist’s crack. It is said in West Sedona salons that truth is the child of time. Undeniably, gentle reader, the dentist’s refusal to see, when applied around the Verde Valley, and up and downtown Sedona, suddenly takes…
Moving Plans Cancelled
“You can’t call it a drought anymore, because it’s going over to a drier climate. No one says the Sahara is in drought.” –Richard Seager, scientist What a dangerous business it can be to go out the front door in the early morn especially if the voice on the telephone just told you, you don’t live there, you live elsewhere. The door is no longer yours. Down through the decades, it’s sometimes harder than getting the truth from a politician to dream up bits and pieces for another column for this free, yet wretched, sheet–this penny dreadful of world renown. For this…