Tobacco Poisoning

Tuesday, January 29th, 2008

 

fierce
tussah
tempt
slumber
tabacosis
tableau
influence

 
Today I don’t feel like writing, but gold dern it, I’m going to write. I’ll not artlush, though I like that idea a lot. Movielush. Photolush.
 I bared my breasts on youtube.
 In case you’re wondering, here’s a few definitions:
 Tussah : Oriental moth that produces brownish silk
I have no clue how to work that into a story. […]

Mewling in my pillow

Sunday, January 27th, 2008

Tutankhamen
lapping
abaxial
abient
impulsive
illegible
dobro

My brain is strangely clear this morning, after at 24-hour cocktail of fever, confusion, and a dash of fear. Diana dropped by for five minutes yesterday—five life-changing minutes as it turned out—for she came bearing two fantastic drugs – Theraflu, and Airborne. Airborne is just an all around good policy for boosting the immune […]

the cabin

Saturday, January 26th, 2008

Today’s Words 
varnish
slip
grandmother
pleather
supreme
inquietude
splash
The varnish on my heart isn’t so easy to remove. I’ve scrubbed, but it’s insistent. I sometimes think I’ll end up in a monastery, joking with the monks and planting beets. Spending my mornings in the garden, and my afternoons scrubbing, scrubbing, scrubbing at my heart, gently working my way through the coatings of […]

Google Implants

Friday, January 25th, 2008

Today’s Words:
unruly
saddled
suspended
acronymic
feverish
onomatopoeic
inscription
There’s this Star Trek episode (no, years of mocking have not expunged that phrase from my narrative repertoire) where there is a running joke about Cap’n Picard’s saddle. It goes “every serious rider has his own saddle”. That doesn’t sound so funny, but imagine telling that to Worf in a slightly condescending what-you-didn’t-know-that-already? way and […]

spent

Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008

Today’s Words:
ravish
grub
hinting
vivacious
tachometer
lacuna
immortality
A paucity of sleep has ravished my brain. Grub cannot restore. Tachometer reads sloooooow. Forgive this lacuna in spewage, but though the gap will live in immortality, I cannot invent vivaciousness. I am spent and need a nap. Or perhaps my comrades wouldst return and post and thus would my energy be re-stoked (hint!).

Angie

Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008

Today’s Words:
boiled egg
unripe
sated
tush
T-square
dope
decisive 
Angie was so anal she used a T-square to fry an egg. Got to get the angles right she said. Only way to do it.
Boiled eggs she wouldn’t attempt. Too many variables she said. Higher longterm success rate if you stick to known equations.
She chose slightly unripe fruits and vegetables because they produced more precise […]

Scabby Knees, Scrappy Heart

Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008

words du jour : scoop/chewy/beater/smear/grooms/unguent
A few weeks ago I tripped and fell and skinned my knee. In the ensuing days, I would notice my skinned, scabby knee-parts, and think of being a kid. It seemed back then that having scabby knees, elbows, or both, was just a routine part of life. I don’t remember giving […]

Seducing a storm

Monday, January 21st, 2008

proxy, scavenger, chancery, giblet, goblet, nugget
Here’s a nugget for you: I met today with a fellow named Alan Storm. Bright as could be. I knew he wouldn’t want to work for me.
I did not disguise my pleasure with him. I told him, the question isn’t whether or not I want you, it’s whether or not […]

Spunkytown

Monday, January 21st, 2008

Today’s Words:
pugnacious
anthem
lullaby
oral cancer
olfactory
impetuous
spunky 
The anthem of Spunkytown was about cookies. Cookies, of course, were the national mascot, but Spunkytown, being eager to the point of pugnaciousness in their patriotism, had taken it one step further.
The anthem went thusly:
Cookies our our shepherds.
They still our hearts and fill our lonely bellies.
They restore our souls and lead us to righteousness.
Though […]

dead things

Sunday, January 20th, 2008

Today’s Words:
catty
Valium
rancid
gravel
unsinkable
approximate
jellyfish
One day Emily and I were at the beach and there was a jellyfish washed up. It was dead, of course, but the degree to which I was eager to dig into it disturbed me. It was like silicone or some other inert substance. It was fascinating, but still, it was a corpse. But […]