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Winter
If in my next life I return to the earth as a banana grower, living out my days in some tropical paradise, I’m certain that deep in REM sleep I will have dreams of stepping outside and having the contents of my nose instantly frozen.
I’ve just been out shoveling snow at -18°. Yesterday was one big snowfall; I think I just removed eight inches from ( Read more... ) -
Flashbacks of the Mundane
On the front page of this week’s Rainbow ad, Oscar Mayer Lunchables are on sale. A pretty good sale too, 2/$3. But it wasn’t the prospect of saving $2 on two that stopped my eye. I was suddenly taken back, way back, to 1988 when Lunchables were first introduced. I remembered being a gawky 14-year-old kid thinking, “Oh wow, yum.” And also, “those ( Read more... ) -
Fo Reals
YOU'RE READING MY JOURNAL, I want to know 36 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine ... You're here, so I want to know you better!
BE HONEST! COPY FROM HERE THEN SEND DIRECTLY TO ME IN A COMMENT THEN, REPOST THE EMPTY QUESTIONS.
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Bad Copy
I am getting desperate. Have just typed out, "your profit margin is an elusive bitch" on an ideas worksheet.
Three hours to my deadline and Word has started auto formatting in a way that can only be in response to a celestial event. Why oh why oh why?
Oh, why?
Yarg.
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Ten thirty am on a Tuesday. In the middle of nowhere I sit dressed for yoga; or would be were it not for my laptop. I'm on a coffee break. Working from home, again. Moving to Minneapolis, again. Soon. Too soon. Not soon enough ( Read more... ) -
I wrote a sea chanty
The story of Fischjello is best told in the ancient form of the sea chantey.
There once was a girl in Minneapolis
Who’d lived in Poland for a while,
She needed a name,
For her new yahoo fame,
That reflected her charm and her style.
Oh the Peace Corps had sent her to Poland
Where the language and food were all new,
She found it quite hard,
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Backpack Liberation Front (BLF)
Walking up New Street from the station today, I realized I was behind a 70-something-year-old man wearing a Bart Simpson backpack. It made me grin ( Read more... ) -
Doo bee doo bee doo
My first ballet attendance was not a disappointment.
First of all, I suppose I ought to point out that as the tickets were free, I’d no right to complain anyway-but quite to the contrary, I had a fantastic evening.
Birmingham Royal Ballet's Strictly Dancing features three one-act ballets exploring the expression of joy and love through pure ( Read more... ) -
Happy Face
Just a few minutes after posting about blueness, a friend called to invite me to the Birmingham Ballet tomorrow night! She has an extra ticket!
I've never been to the ballet but have always wanted to go--since I was a little girl and used to watch the cheesy wind up ballerina in my cheesy 70s jewellery box "dancing" or merely rotating to the Theme ( Read more... )
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