Sunday, February 10th, 2008
Today’s Words: conversion skin famulus seek opposite schlep weary I live near a big boulevard, Glisan. Glisan cuts a long swath — hundreds of blocks across Portland, East-West, but the swath is only wide–4 lines wide–for about 20 blocks. I live within one of those twenty blocks. For those 20 blocks, Glisan is inhospitable to [...]
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Sunday, February 10th, 2008
Today’s Words: conversion skin famulus seek opposite schlep weary When we die, we must spend a good amount of time just recuperating. Sitting around in the etheric plane, feeling at one with everything, just weary from the years of trying to be an earthling. All the seeking and the schlepping and converting and getting together [...]
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Friday, February 8th, 2008
Today’s Words: midriff pit cecum cheat gulag amphigory cameo Thank you Emma for putting the daily words off to the right. I’m finally whipping up word furrows directly in wordpress, and from the comfort of the chair in my room, with laptop atop lap. I ended up with a few family heirlooms from my grandma [...]
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Wednesday, February 6th, 2008
Today’s Words: vein carrion gorgonzola spark passable catamount otter I would never eat carrion with cheese. Gorgonzola? Blue? No, please! If I were to partake My stomach might break. (I admit I can be hard to please.) A passable exception is otter, Which might be alright with some cheddar; But give me a catamount, And [...]
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Tuesday, February 5th, 2008
There once was a girl who loved candy She told all she met it was dandy But the girl from next door Loved yoga on floors And found solace in eating things sandy. The candy-loving girl was in shock How could anyone want to lick rocks? They’re salty and rough No sweetness, no fluff! She’d [...]
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Sunday, February 3rd, 2008
Today’s Words: ore strata lazarette ex-husband windless limerick soup If I were a rock, I could eat ore soup for breakfast. I would comment on my strata and show off my bulging metamorphic … oh drat, I don’t know enough geological lingo to finish that sentence with proper metaphorical jargon. I’ll try a limerick. There [...]
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Saturday, February 2nd, 2008
Today’s Words: Labrador retriever misty helium dismiss wind sock rune spank I’ve never bonded to a dog. I’ve never gotten misty over a poodle or a Labrador retriever. I’m listening to this song by Savage Garden that has a line: I believe we place our happiness in other people’s hands. Perhaps that is why people love dogs so [...]
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