my favorite part was when Beth's not-so-little-anymore brother Tommy, who I haven't seen in 6 years, (and who will be a senior at the navy academy in the fall) got to the happy drunk state of kissing everything and saying "fuzzy kisses" as he batted his german-irsh eye lashes on the couch where I was sitting and devoted special affection to my ( Read more... )

I was complimented today on my excellent portrayal of a Mome Rath.  There are some good things about my job. 

I can't imagine all the people that you know ( Read more... )

So we'd had a really serious focused rehearsal on Sunday so last night I just wanted to play, and do some table work and character work and push them a little further on answering their own questions, and feeling confident in their decisions...  and we were doing silly things like crawling around being animals (if your character was an animal what ( Read more... )

Ok, this is bugging me. If there is a noun for "that which is capable of dissolving another substance" (solvent)... is there a noun for that which is capable of being dissolved? I can only think of an adjective: soluble. But I just think that it deserves a noun.

Arabic:قابِل للذَّوَبانChinese (Simplified):可溶的Chinese (Traditional):可溶的Czech:rozpustný ( Read more... )

'Cello song
(3:58)
Clare Lowter, 'cello
Danny Thompson, bass
Rocki Dzidzornu, congas 
Nick DrakeStrange face, with your eyes
So pale and sincere.
Underneath you know well
You have nothing to fear.
For the dreams that came to you when so young
Told of a life
Where spring is sprung.

You would seem so frail
In the cold of the night
When the armies of emotion
Go out ( Read more... )

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This is not a whim nation of massage and flagellation you can't bridge the segregation of your head and heart.

and now I'm left behind.

Squeaky playground
merry go rounds
everything into blurry stripes
I'm spinning blind
it spits me out

Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners ( Read more... )

The weekend was fine. I had a nice chat with the very large Golden Retriever in human form who singled me out at the awkward party and hid with me in the corner like we used to hide on the side of the house during pre-pubescent kissy games. His tale ain't always been wagging but he's untainted still; it was refreshing. After backbends and ( Read more... )