Author Archives: Ciara K.

(For those of you who are not familiar with the situation, Creep is the name of my cat. Disclaimer: I do actually like her most of the time. But not this morning…) Creep is Evil Personified. She respects absolutely no one and holds everyone around her in an Iron Claw. You will not get awayContinue reading “creep: a review”

(#challenge accepted chesney) Cheese comes in a Variety of Smells. Some of it is Wonderful and some of it is Not. You will be Happier if you stick with the Cheese You Know. Cheeses with Weird Names should be avoided at all cost. And beware of People who claim to be Experts on Cheese. TheyContinue reading “cheese: a review”

(Written by a request to Shed Light upon this particular subject…) What a poor excuse for Light. They are neither Ceiling Lamps nor Normal Lamps, but vexatiously Somewhere In Between. Most of them are Weak and Uncertain. They have minuscule bases and Vast Ugly Shades and one measly Bulb. Most of the time they haveContinue reading “floor lamps: a review”

This Christmas vacation with the family,Like vacations tend to do,Had a story of hilarity;So I had to write it down for you.The feral felines in the yardHave had their peace disturbed.It started with the kitty’s curiosity,And ended with the loudest meowing you have ever heard.”I want a baby kitty.They’re so adorable and cute,”You could hearContinue reading “bolt”

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(written in a style I have found Humorous as of late…) Christmas has the reputation of Lots of Good Fun and Joy. But I do not find it so. There is Too Much To Eat which makes one feel Sluggish and Dull. Also there is an over abundance of Jingling and Peppermint Flavored Everything. NoContinue reading “christmas: a review”

I completely understand why the following poem left such an impression on my mind as a kid. Although, like I said, I took it quite literally to mean actual bugs. Now, after reading it again today, I think I have a new ‘irrational’ fear. Germs. Some Little Bug Is Going to Find You by PhilContinue reading “stop bugging me part II: the poem”

(No, this has absolutely nothing to do with the car I drive.) Don’t we all have at least one completely irrational fear from our childhood which has somehow molded our existence with forces beyond the power of sanity and reason into what it is today? I’d venture to suggest that those of you who layContinue reading “stop bugging me”

8950 W Rd 270Scott City, KS 67871 Dear friends, readers, and general public, Yes, I know that by this time you have in all probability read enough Christmas letters to last you well into the coming year and, believe me, so have I. But to close a year without writing a Christmas letter of myContinue reading “what happened that year of ’22”

For those of you wondering how my life as a teacher is going so far- in the most teacher-ish style that entered my mind… A– Asking questions. Answering questions. Questions of all sizes, colors and shapes. Apparently that’s what school is all about. B- Beautiful penmanship pages. #the way to a teacher’s heart C- Corrections.Continue reading “for teachers part II: from a to z”

Written for those brave individuals choosing to procede after reading my previous article titled “The Art of Awkwardness”. Imagine yourself as an actor. Stage lights dance and ripple in a fascinating medley. The audience goes wild. It’s a standing ovation. And you- you stand boldly in the spotlight. The very center of attention. If youContinue reading “perfecting the art”

Have you ever noticed the fact that there is a particular category of people who seem not only to look for opportunity but actually enjoy proclaiming their social inability and awkwardness to the world? This dying breed appears nearly inhuman in their blatant disregard for self preservation and Darwin’s “survival of the fittest” concept. TheyContinue reading “the art of awkwardness”

For those fortunate workers of the Bethel Home Kitchen, epic disasters are just a part of life. Rarely does a shift pass without something totally bizzare and seemingly impossible befalling the ill-fated victim. Murphy is a known and frequent visitor in the kitchen and the Kitchen Girls have learned to speak of him and hisContinue reading “recipe for disaster”

Whoever applied the “unintelligent” stereotype to chickens never met Ginger. She was given her name on a mere whim but looking back, no other name would have fit her half as well. Of course, there is the possibility that the name came first and the attitude simply followed. But who’s to judge? Ginger’s baby lifeContinue reading “a bird of a different color”