Stopping By Sonic After Church in the Evening

WHAT town this is I do not know
It’s exit one eleven though
So just one short of one oh three
where driving I would homeward go

My little car, this GMC
won’t need the gas: this stop’s for me
between the stores and parking lot
this summer evening breezy, free

The lights turned down I pick a slot
in park the gear the motor hot
My order placed my card I sweep
The car hop serves it hits the spot

This Sonic blast is thick and deep
the flavor funnel it will keep
and I will drink it for I sleep
and I will drink it for I sleep.

(With fondest apologies to Robert Frost from DHR.)

Author: Huw Raphael

A Dominican Tertiary living in San Francisco, CA. He is almost 59. He feeds the homeless as a parochial almoner and is studying to be a Roman Catholic Deacon. He is learning modern Israeli Hebrew and enjoys cooking, keto, cats, long urban hikes, and SF Beer Week. View all posts by Huw Raphael

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«The only thing secular is sin.»
– Robert Hugh Benson

Doxos is the blog of a Roman Catholic Christian working out his salvation in San Francisco, The California Republic. The first post on Doxos was made in October of 1998. The pages were manually coded. Then there was a “life subscription” to blogger before they sold it to Google. That profile still says 2001. Then there was a thing called “pmachine” and, finally, WordPress. We’re coming up to the 25 Anniversary of this Domain. That’s scary.

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This blog contains a good number of things, sometimes religious, sometimes not. Please remember me in your prayers.

Seduxisti me Domine et seductus sum.

I who have written this story, or rather this fable, give no credence to the various incidents related in it. For some things in it are the deceptions of demons, other poetic figments; some are probable, others improbable; while still others are intended for the delectation of foolish men.
(Closing lines of the Táin Bó Cúalnge)

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