TYRANNOSAURUS SMUDGE
@tyranosaurossmudge.bsky.social
Epiphanies and mundanities from a language arts type.
Sonata in Die? The Cutter Concerto? And I like your chair too!
January 21, 2026 at 4:30 PM
Sonata in Die? The Cutter Concerto? And I like your chair too!
Well, they were upstairs sleeping of course, no problem, but dad had a serious infection for which he needed to be hospitalized. We both knew Lydia couldn’t live alone so that was the first period of my being there.
January 20, 2026 at 10:09 PM
Well, they were upstairs sleeping of course, no problem, but dad had a serious infection for which he needed to be hospitalized. We both knew Lydia couldn’t live alone so that was the first period of my being there.
She called me and we had the fire department break the door down. They were good enough to ask us which door we wanted beaten down – "a back one, thanks."
January 20, 2026 at 10:09 PM
She called me and we had the fire department break the door down. They were good enough to ask us which door we wanted beaten down – "a back one, thanks."
One night, knowing my dad was sick, my sister had called them repeatedly around dinner time and no one picked up. She had then driven over there – saw both their cars out front – and knocked repeatedly and they didn’t answer.
January 20, 2026 at 10:09 PM
One night, knowing my dad was sick, my sister had called them repeatedly around dinner time and no one picked up. She had then driven over there – saw both their cars out front – and knocked repeatedly and they didn’t answer.
It was obvious at times that the “play” was reality. When I asked him about the topic of one of his dramas he said “It was about a man and his son re-arranging some furniture,” which we had done earlier in the day.
January 20, 2026 at 1:42 AM
It was obvious at times that the “play” was reality. When I asked him about the topic of one of his dramas he said “It was about a man and his son re-arranging some furniture,” which we had done earlier in the day.
And for a while he would talk about various plays that he was staging. “The dancers require complicated instructions,” he called me at work to say. “Two of the performers did a good job but the rest of them were off. No wonder there was hardly anyone in the audience.”
January 20, 2026 at 1:42 AM
And for a while he would talk about various plays that he was staging. “The dancers require complicated instructions,” he called me at work to say. “Two of the performers did a good job but the rest of them were off. No wonder there was hardly anyone in the audience.”
Other times, he seemed to view reality as something exceptionally intricate, a crime plot: “There are five parts to this and I’m the only one who can fit it together.”
January 20, 2026 at 1:42 AM
Other times, he seemed to view reality as something exceptionally intricate, a crime plot: “There are five parts to this and I’m the only one who can fit it together.”
“It’s going to be ordinary and unbelievable, a unique instance – unique!-- of man’s love for woman.” (An example of one of my dad’s Delphic utterances on the occasion of step mom being hospitalized…. ORDINARY AND UNBELIEVABLE!)
January 20, 2026 at 1:42 AM
“It’s going to be ordinary and unbelievable, a unique instance – unique!-- of man’s love for woman.” (An example of one of my dad’s Delphic utterances on the occasion of step mom being hospitalized…. ORDINARY AND UNBELIEVABLE!)
Lucid Grandpa: his father’s boss at Caterpillar told him to shave off his moustache, so he did. Then his boss saw him without his moustache and said “you need to grow a beard.”
January 20, 2026 at 1:35 AM
Lucid Grandpa: his father’s boss at Caterpillar told him to shave off his moustache, so he did. Then his boss saw him without his moustache and said “you need to grow a beard.”
Lucid Grandpa: “My son played soccer. He had some ability. But his problem was, he wasn’t aggressive.”
January 20, 2026 at 1:35 AM
Lucid Grandpa: “My son played soccer. He had some ability. But his problem was, he wasn’t aggressive.”
I'm not sure now why I wasn't seeing that, thank you.
January 19, 2026 at 4:19 PM
I'm not sure now why I wasn't seeing that, thank you.
Which he is right about probably.... Just like the fools and madmen we encounter in literature, he will arrive at right answers through processes that baffle and amuse us.
January 19, 2026 at 2:07 PM
Which he is right about probably.... Just like the fools and madmen we encounter in literature, he will arrive at right answers through processes that baffle and amuse us.
“This is a bad business,” he says, tapping at the newspaper, usually some very underwhelming article about garbage collection or some such. “This country is in for tough times.”
January 19, 2026 at 2:07 PM
“This is a bad business,” he says, tapping at the newspaper, usually some very underwhelming article about garbage collection or some such. “This country is in for tough times.”
Dad sometimes gnomic when he is in a “state,” talks like he is in a play by Euripides – or rather, Aeschylus – shockingly, grandly poetic. Other times just sounds like your run of the mill overly pessimistic old person.
January 19, 2026 at 2:07 PM
Dad sometimes gnomic when he is in a “state,” talks like he is in a play by Euripides – or rather, Aeschylus – shockingly, grandly poetic. Other times just sounds like your run of the mill overly pessimistic old person.
Meanwhile, the characters in my own dreams sound a lot like my parents. “I’d like a medium latte with extra cottage cheese,” say the customers in my dreams.
January 19, 2026 at 2:07 PM
Meanwhile, the characters in my own dreams sound a lot like my parents. “I’d like a medium latte with extra cottage cheese,” say the customers in my dreams.
As a follower of yours occurs to me ask how you would contrast someone like MLK with Odysseus. What would MLK do faced with the trials of Odysseus, particularly on his homecoming? (Obviously a lot of difficulties involved in that comparison.)
January 19, 2026 at 3:37 AM
As a follower of yours occurs to me ask how you would contrast someone like MLK with Odysseus. What would MLK do faced with the trials of Odysseus, particularly on his homecoming? (Obviously a lot of difficulties involved in that comparison.)
Lydia, I will call her, had a wonderful "pushing away" gesture she'd use whenever there was a topic she didn't want to address, like she was smoothing out a cloth. Alright, she'd said, smoothing it away, let's move on.
January 18, 2026 at 3:31 PM
Lydia, I will call her, had a wonderful "pushing away" gesture she'd use whenever there was a topic she didn't want to address, like she was smoothing out a cloth. Alright, she'd said, smoothing it away, let's move on.
YP: “let me call the number, alright? Listen for it ringing and see where it’s coming from.” (Comically it turns out he was sitting on top of it. He had put it under a *different* cushion.)
January 18, 2026 at 3:25 PM
YP: “let me call the number, alright? Listen for it ringing and see where it’s coming from.” (Comically it turns out he was sitting on top of it. He had put it under a *different* cushion.)
(In order to keep the phone from ringing at night, it appeared, the OP had put the phone under some sofa cushions and now it wasn’t there.)
January 18, 2026 at 3:25 PM
(In order to keep the phone from ringing at night, it appeared, the OP had put the phone under some sofa cushions and now it wasn’t there.)