Thursday, February 14th, 2008
just when you thought the weather would maintain a semblance of normalcy, it did not.
now we are engulfed in slush, produced after a midwinter evening’s snowfall met with a torrential downpour come morning.
the first walk with hamlet resulted in a thorough foot soaking for me, and a paw soaking for him. the next walk of […]
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Wednesday, February 13th, 2008
I went to DIY Stories tonight, as a bystander. Yes, I resolved, before going, that I wasn’t going to tell a story.
There was a beautiful and intriguing woman present. About my age. Much nicer skin.
With a man about half her age. About Emma’s age. Much more fur.
I was hoping the intriguing woman would rise, and […]
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Wednesday, February 13th, 2008
Today’s Words:
confess
dreary
maker
sketchy
gutter press
bystander
swagger
I am much taken lately with Twitter. Every day I get much pleasure out of spitting little blurts about my daily goings-on. It’s like having a portable confessional. Meanwhile I also get to follow my friends blurts. Many of which are comments on other frineds, who I then also can follow. It makes an otherwise dreary day […]
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Wednesday, February 13th, 2008
i must confess
i drank from the gutter
(press)
a bystander saw me
swagger my way dreary -
down sketchy streets
soaking wet where
i fell
and almost met
my maker
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Tuesday, February 12th, 2008
banter
girth
hag
outgun
coda
regent
whip
Today, I’m going to use all of those words in a sentence. But first, two algebra haikus. Written during algebra.
Do you know what’s fun?
Simplifying radicals.
(That was sarcasm.)
While in algebra,
I often say to myself,
“When will I need this?”
The regent outgunned the hag with his banter and his whip; the hag sang her coda as she only […]
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Tuesday, February 12th, 2008
Today’s Words:
banter
girth
hag
outgun
coda
regent
whip
My mouse is blinking at me with a red evil eye. FEED ME BATTERIES. Oh blah.
I have no witty banter in me. My grouchy inner hag has outgunned my PollyAnna with a barbed whip. I don’t feel like writing.
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Monday, February 11th, 2008
Today’s Words:
tyke
speckled
ambassador
diamond
shadow
schmecky
real
Schmecky isn’t in my little wordweb dictionary, so what do I do, go off and find it? Can’t. Only have a few minutes to write.
Diamonds. That necklace I wrote about the other night, the one that Manny gave me, had a little diamond in the middle. I think all the stones were real. I […]
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Monday, February 11th, 2008
Today’s Words:
tyke
speckled
ambassador
diamond
shadow
schmecky
real
There’s a book called I’ll Take You There: Pop Music and the Urge for Transcendence. It’s about how modern culture listens to music to get those glimpses of communion people used to get in church. I agree totally. I’m the generation, of course.
Sometimes we sit around
Just the two of us on the park bench
Sometimes […]
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Monday, February 11th, 2008
i hate calling in sick, because i have to sound sick over the phone, so i test out my voice to make sure it sounds appropriately sick and then i call. it’s dumb. because you and i both know that i am truly sick. yet why must i feel that i am […]
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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 pedestrians. And yet, because there’s a bar, […]
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