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Grocery-store madlibs
So, if I worked a register at a grocery store, I'd totally play a game in which I mentally combined the items each customer was purchasing ( Read more... ) -
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So messed up! So wonderful! So I'm-laughing-so-hard-I'm-crying!
http://www.engadget.com/2006/06/18/usb-teddy-bear-holds-data-scares-children/
We can all thank
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Cooking. Half-awake ringtones.
Today, I rediscovered the joy of owning a meat cleaver. (You may think, after last week's Shredder Incident, that I should not be using such an implement unsupervised. You may worry because of that thing you're imagining, with me standing in the kitchen giggling ominously. But you should relax.) It's such a nice tool. Far, far nicer than getting ( Read more... ) -
An entry made of fluff
So. This weekend has been good to me, for I have done very little except sleep, read, and putter around. I'm still putting off finishing the new bodice, because renfaire was put off until next Saturday and it seems like some kind of personal sacrilige to finish it more than 24 hours before going to faire ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes it's appropriate to split infinitives
Seen on a magazine cover in the grocery store checkout yesterday (I think it was the Oprah magazine):
"How not to look fat in a swimsuit"
What, you mean there's a correct way to look fat in a swimsuit and we've all been doing it wrong all these years? (I'm pretty sure they meant "How to not look fat in a swimsuit"... or better yet, "How to look ( Read more... ) -
Filters
So I've shifted some filters around, and deleted most of the others. I think everyone who could see recent entries can still see them. But if, for some bizarre reason, you actually have an entry of mine bookmarked and now it's -gone- (woe and misery!), let me know. -
Randomness and birds
At some point, I'm going to have to chain myself to my desk and actually write several pieces that are floating around in my head but that I'm resisting actually disgorging into print. And write several letters which have been waiting for far too long.
I need one of these more badly than I can explain. Too bad they're not in production yet, much ( Read more... ) -
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Why live life from dream to dream
and dread the day when dreaming ends?
...for the tender grace of a day that is dead
shall never come back to me.
Yes, I tend to have a rather bleak outlook much of the time. Like an elf, either looking backward and forward until it's no longer bearable or living in the moment with a lightness and intensity usually only ( Read more... )