Tagged: sillybutt!

24
Jan
2007

AIN’T IT GREAT TO BE CRAZY

I’m getting up at that age (29, did I mention?) where I sometimes have trouble remembering things. Usually it’s a name, or a title or what film someone was in. I’m not as unbeatable at Trivial Pursuit as I used to be in the good old days when my brother made me answer 3 questions instead of 1 every time I landed on brown.* I have to struggle to dredge up facts and information from the crevasses of my brain which seem to be filling up with sand and Swedish and advertisement dimensions and deadlines. Most of the time I’ve...

07
Jan
2007

GIVE US THIS DAY

I wasn’t planning on posting anything tonight but I seem to be on a roll, and rather than lose the impetus of destiny, I’ll just charge ahead and see what comes up. Heh. I have no idea what that means. Forward, ho! If I WAS on a roll, it would be a cinnamon one, and not the pearl-sugar-dusted dry but cinnamony Swedish kind, chastely nestled in its round of paper. Oh no, my roll would be a double-thick squishy one, packed-with-cinnamon, slathered with white oozy icing, that sinks beneath your teeth and makes them ache with the sweetness in the...

21
Mar
2006

FOU RIRE

I used to wonder how people could stand it in the States, working all those crazy hours. Today I worked a 12-hour day and it wasn’t the first one this month. It wasn’t even the third one. And the scary part was that I had to tear myself away. I wanted to stay and keep working, keep getting things done, and only the knowledge that working straight through for a week wouldn’t even get all the things done that I have to get done prevented me from staying longer. That doesn’t make any sense, but I plead half-full bucket of...

17
Feb
2006

I GET BY WITH A LITTLE HELP

A month of Mondays would be too much for me, I’d topple and collapse, judging by the week of Mondays I just crawled through. Working until 7 p.m. yesterday saved my bacon today, though. I got enough done in those 3 extra (uninterrupted!) hours that the panic could recede to the point of letting me deal with the usual crazy busyness of a workday without feeling as though my head was going to spin around and around until it finally twisted right off and flew away, still revolving. “saved my bacon” What a weird expression. I wouldn’t have thought that...

02
Jan
2006

THINGS WOULD BE DIFFERENT AROUND HERE, ALL RIGHT

There’s never been a time in my life when I didn’t know I was special. Look at all the evidence! Firstborn, a Leo, in the Year of the Dragon, and left-handed to boot. Some may argue that left-handedness is a sinister thing, but we lefties know we’re special and you’ll never convince us otherwise. Why am I not running the world? If I was running the world, I would make the following proclamations: SUSHI FOR DINNER whenever I’m in the mood for it or OFF WITH YOUR HEADS! BACKRUBS and NECKRUBS whenever my neck and/or back hurts or OFF WITH...

10
Oct
2005

TWO BY FIVE

Wait! There’s more! Just to entertain you while I’m off carousing…see what phrases you can come up with in answer to these! 1. Emergency situation that an Egyptian goddess experiences? 14 letters 2. Fruit that Grandma dubbed? 15 letters 3. Ornate clone of designer Chanel? 14 letters Big hint in the Subject Line Title.

03
Jun
2005

THE MONKEY THOUGHT ‘TWAS ALL IN FUN

There’s a classic board game in America called Trouble. It’s a fairly ordinary advance-around-the-board-first-one-to-reach-End-wins game. The thing that makes it so cool is the Pop-o-Matic dice roller in the center. It’s a little plastic dome enclosing 2 dice, and when you press down on the dome, it somehow “pops” the dice, automatically rolling them for you (and keeping them from ever being swiped to use in another game whose dice have gone missing, thus causing them to go missing, too). This post kind of reminded me of it. pop! Back before I dislocated my jaw I used to be able...

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