balustrade

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

doesn’t it sound so lovely. balustrade. i was thinking about coffee froth when balustrade just popped in there, a tangential, sparklepuss, jack-in-the-box. wouldn’t necessarily form an alliance with coffee froth and balustrade, though it could be done. unless i wanted scarlett o’hara sweeping down the stairs, carrying her cappuccino.
if i were the betting kind, i’d […]

FRIDAY, with no words, I

Friday, January 18th, 2008

write anyway. cause you can’t stop the spew.
i was just dickin’ with photos and trying to figure out how to fix them real nice for the website and then i decided that now is not the time cause i have plum run out of patience this morning.
hamlet is asleep on his wonder bed, it […]

getting back to the squid

Thursday, January 17th, 2008

during yesterday’s grueling eight hours of instruction in estate law, i was glad that i had been to the oculist 2 years ago.  that was when i decided to get some glasses for real.  i never needed glasses til i grew old.  the eyes aren’t so bad, but they seem real bad to me, since […]

sharks

Thursday, January 17th, 2008

Words from Emily: monokini, oculist, montage, nepenthes, shark, savant, staple gun, gossip/gossipy
Sharks must swim indefinitetely or they die. Their gills work in such a way that a constant stream of water is needed to oxygenate their blood. Unlike fish, who have gill-flapper things to keep water flowing through, sharks must flap their whole bodies. IE […]

A Veritable Quandary

Wednesday, January 16th, 2008

blockquote>diddly/spume/filarial/mudbug/transverse/
phalanges/sparrow
Kate and Ilene walked along the beach, oblivious to the spume gathering at their feet in the early morning. The tide was way out, nearly a half a mile, and gusts of wind were picking up bits of foam, like hockey pucks, carrying them a few feet at a time. Kate noticed what she thought […]

dorkbutt with a capital D

Wednesday, January 16th, 2008

yes, it turns out i am a dorkbutt.  i forgot that i worked for the last-minute lame asses of the universe.  of course they came through in the ninth inning and paid fer my damn seminar.  probably because i walked around the last 2 days with a scowl.  and i wasn’t singing.  that’s always a […]

bellyaching

Wednesday, January 16th, 2008

Words from Emily:
du jour
honied
horndog
wild blue yonder
wigless
dorkbutt
cradlesong
bellyache
Quit yer bellyaching. Not exactly a cradlesong. No one ever says “Can you turn up that bellyaching? I’m really getting into it!” Except with sarcasm. Which is a pestilence upon the Earth. IMHO.
I am feeling dimwitted and lame tonight in the writing department. I could liken myself unto a dorkbutt, […]

I hereby give notice: time to enjoy my life

Wednesday, January 16th, 2008

snood/bellicose/pone/ranunculus/warp/dilly-dally
snood: An ornamental net in the shape of a bag that confines a woman’s hair; pins or ties at the back of the head
Geeze Louise, if I’m ever so down on my luck that I find it necessary to squish my hair up into a tight snood, will at least one of my friends […]

deciding how to be pissed off

Tuesday, January 15th, 2008

Words from Emily:
coerce
storied
rampart
desire
prisoner
clouds
moonlit
creepy

okay, there’s a problem here. one doesn’t decide how to be pissed off, one is simply pissed off. oh no, oh no not me, i do it my way.
a long, long, time ago, the attorney i work for received the slick, full-color brochure in the mail that he always receives every […]

creepy early morn

Tuesday, January 15th, 2008

Words from Emily:
coerce
storied
rampart
desire
prisoner
clouds
moonlit
creepy
I feel a bit creepy, sitting here in the early morning night (12:52 am to be precise) in Emily’s apartment. She doth sleep, or attempt to sleep, and I doth write, or attempt to write.
Ramparts, coercion, prisoners - sounds like a fantasy novel in the making. So let’s go.
One day, a young girl […]