And then the end of the week veered off into an exciting and hitherto unexplored direction of things my body can do that I'd rather it not, which took far too much time and what we condescend to refer to in this house as my stamina. I went out and acquired an apple crumb pie from Petsi specifically for purposes of making up for the afternoon. My father e-mailed me about the record number of sea lions basking and barking on the floats of Pier 39 in San Francisco.
a_reasonable_man alerted me to the contest to name one of Earth's quasi-moons. Of course I saw just about everywhere last night the news of all 34 felony counts, but I am truly charmed by the continuing proliferation of Mark Slackmeyer.
Links
Page Summary
Active Entries
- 1: Is this your name or a doctor's eye chart?
- 2: And they won't thank you, they don't make awards for that
- 3: No one who can stand staying landlocked for longer than a month at most
- 4: But the soft and lovely silvers are now falling on my shoulder
- 5: What does it do when we're asleep?
- 6: Now where did you get that from, John le Carré?
- 7: Put your circuits in the sea
- 8: Sure as the morning light when frigid love and fallen doves take flight
- 9: And in the end they might even thank me with a garden in my name
- 10: I'd marry her this minute if she only would agree
Style Credit
- Style: Classic for Refried Tablet by and
Expand Cut Tags
No cut tags