Bubble Talk Plus
Emotional Weather Cookbook . Albanian Hostess . Aquaria JaBo
Bubble Talk Plus
July 2026
. The Art Report
. Bubble Talk
. JaBo Art Fish
. Emotional Weather Cookbook* / or … *Coloring Book
. Albanian Hostess
. When You Are Looking &
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. Graphics - no order
- When You are Looking
- Bubble Talk v1
- Huffy Puffy: JaBo one slice sushi
- Emotional Weather Cookbook
Welcome to Bubble Talk Plus.
It seems like there has been a lot going on. Firstly, as a reminder as needed, these pieces … what … ever.
There is the Bubble Talk and The Plus. At this moment the Plus is whatever is left over from Bubble Talk. Except …
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Except … the Albanian Hostess.
Pat and I met her yesterday at Golden Honey Pancakes and Cafe after the lunch rush. We decided to split a smoked salmon salad.
And, while we not complaining, this smoked salmon was thin and looking more raw than smoked. This from a guy not interested in sushi one little bit. The hostess went to the chef and he picked out the packaging, she took a picture, and brought it to our table.
We could have had it grilled, she said. Well, how would we know to ask?
She is wonderful by the way. And, most graciously accepted our sincere assistance in her future pronunciation of the word salmon. Her English is fine. Sammon, not saLmon. We will return. It’s a lovely upgrade to the former Applebee’s at S. 13th and Rawson.
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And that brings us to:
The Art Report
I had been drawing flowers and pots for so long that I … well, …
Valerie did a Facebook post requisitioning artwork to decorate her recovery space. What pinged for me a few days later was the distance healing aspect of my admittedly limited reiki training I did in the summer of 2015. I did send art. She loved it.
BEFORE we get too far afield … and finally, years after way too late, I wish that I had had an autograph book in the courtesy shuttle to collect handwriting samples, in the native languages of my client/customer/shuttle riders.
I told the Albanian Hostess that, as the courtesy driver for a dozen years, I had met people from 93 nations residing in our 3-County, SW Suburban, Metro Milwaukee counties. Yes. She was that attentive. And gracious.
We came home from lunch and I googled imaged of the Albanian alphabet. Humble.
And that reminds me of the day I met the Apache Indian. I asked him about beauty; feeling beautiful. He said they, my people, have a phrase for that. He pronounced it. He googled it on the fly. He wrote it down long hand. And I still have the picture.
The Art Report would love to tell you that it is thinking hard about an autograph book. A signer would NOT have to provide an actually ‘legal’ signature but perhaps and a response to ay of a few set of questions. What is your grandmothers middle name? I know, it sounds like fishing. Write down the name of your favorite band. Or dessert.
The point is to provide a graphical compendium of handwriting that is NOT in English.
Anyway … art …
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Finally ….
Bubble Talk
… started with the Aquaria Series. Something happened and I decided to make a fish instead of a flower.
Valerie, a real life person I had met in the late 2000’s, recently asked her Facebook friends for some artworks to decorate her recovery room. I sent her a flower pot. She loved it.
And, while I had been thinking about little art cards to leave here and there, I had decided, or felt that, sharing fishes and aquariums could be tied to communication and friendship. Talking to imaginary fishes became a little theme for me.
So, I sent her a fish. I have made a few fish and it seems …
Well, I do NOT know what my being a Pisces may have to do with it … or, my having hand-written a long poem in 1979 titled Gone Fishin’. Maybe nothing.
However, as I was paddling around the aquarium, the ideas about distance healing popped forward.
A quick aside here; my investigations have led me to the belief that ideas about healing are overblown and often tied to giving power, attention, and money, that might be better spent on … self work.
Bubble Talk
Baby Talk is the learning of the immediate native language. What is. What is not. What are the many clicks between. It is pre-lingual.
Bubble Talk is post-lingual. It is an unspoken language of the heart. There are familiar elements to ‘regular’ language. Listen. Pace yourself. Do not be fooled.
Bubble Talk fosters reconnection over the seeming endless divisions of definition that language demands.
Bubble Talk is the learning of the barely translatable and undefinable language of the heart. It is between you and you.
The fishes will help. They are there. They will listen. Very little advice will be given. You will also begin to listen. To yourself. Please beware if any advice sounds suspiciously like your own voice.
The environment, the Aquarium, is also there. The tank! Take and replenish. Give and receive. It’s safe and it holds you and only you. And … the others. Room for all.
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Note: I do not have, nor have I ever had, an aquarium.
I do have this lovely imagination. I don’t know the make, model, or serial number. I don’t have the receipt.
And besides, I’m keeping it.
Sponsored in part by
Power of Community
& Friends of Fish.
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. JaBo Art Fish. I sent Jay a fish comp photo. He made a 10 second AI video. Cute. I included a single frame.
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. Emotional Weather Cookbook* / or … *Coloring Book Yes. I wrote the word cookbook. I am not even going to pretend that I did NOT, in fact, mean coloring book. I wish to give you the idea of sitting with yourself and coloring the emotional weather. It may have some surprising benefits.
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We are closing out Bubble Talk Plus with the recent random selection of Late July Pieces.
. When You Are Looking … etc.
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Insider Trading
The Fruit of the Tree of the
Knowledge of Good and Evil
was supposed to be cooked.
Yes, God invented fire but he
had no use for it besides the
lovely lightening, forest fires,
and volcanoes.
Everybody was fine on the
ether of Eden. There was no
need for cooking. Ah, but the
fruit … easy to metabolize
after a fine simmer.
Raw knowledge is of little use.
The actions of cooking are
what make it useful.
Anyway, we are having
Wisdom for dinner. We’ll have
the fine china, crystal, silver
and cloth, oh my god, napkins.
Five-thirty sharp. Dress. Up.
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© David l White
July 23. 2026
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The wheels are coming off
You keep standing on the
gas and brake and … while
I do not want to jinx the
transmission … what is
that smell? Also … the
wheels are coming off
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© David L White
July 21, 2026
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Renewal Notice Application:
Poetic License
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RNA: POLIC Rev. July ’26 in the name of Our Lord.
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David L White
July 29, 2026
Thunder Buck Moon Poem
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Collecting Discontent
When it turned into a warehouse
Cold, hollow, beeping scanners,
whirring with forklift droids, all
emitting doppler echo patterns
moving boxes of all sizes
on and off of shelving units
and in and out of trucks,
loading. Unloading. I surrendered.
The bunker won’t be big enough to
keep the billions and the community
required to keep the money dusted.
And there’s nowhere to go.
I think of a new life altogether. Perhaps
embroidering emotional support chickens
onto flak jackets, one of the few industrial
uniforms left to decorate.
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David L White
July 29, 2026
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What if perfection
acted digitally?
Ones. Zeros.
Yes. No.
Wonderful but for
the in-between
where so many
of us live and
breathe.
Volume.
Pressure.
Fan speed.
Gas & Brake.
Temperature.
On a scale of
one to ten
million how
close are we
to one and
zero?
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© David L White
July 19, 2026
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Another Tastes Like Chicken Poem
Whether acupuncture needles
or skewers on a voodoo chicken,
it seems as if we take some active
role in our intention, we may have
a crispy skin and tender innards
just like what the doctor ordered.
Barbecue sauce options.
Wet Ketchup
Dry Rub
You?
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© David L White
July 20. 2026
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Whisper
Not only do I
talk to myself,
out loud, alone,
but often enough
I hear me whispering
room to room. It may be
a navigational tool I use when
I don’t want to get caught being lost.
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© David L White
July 19, 2026
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Unspeakable Reality
I will die before I’m finished,
trying, really trying, and not
so much feeling succeeded.
I am hereby relieved at not
having to create a plan
of succession.
On a scale of one to ten
million describe your
alignment phrases.
One: Do Not Judge,
Two: Let It Be,
Three: Wu Wei / la vie
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© David L White
July 19, 2026
11:01 AM
Poem
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This Bubble Talk Plus episode was sponsored by:
Alpha Snoots
Not a whiff of good-for-you
for miles around. Go ahead.
Take a whiff. Snoot yourself!
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© David L White
July 18, 2026
Poem
I only mention the Snoots because,
on a scale of 1 to 10 million,
here we are, accurately
portrayed.
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