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Feb. 5th, 2006
Smartassery
Feb. 5th, 2006 08:36 amthis is just to say...
Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams
by Kenneth Koch
1
I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer.
I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
and its wooden beams were so inviting.
2
We laughed at the hollyhocks together
and then I sprayed them with lye.
Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.
3
I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the next ten years.
The man who asked for it was shabby
and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold.
4
Last evening we went dancing and I broke your leg.
Forgive me. I was clumsy and
I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor!
Variations on a Theme by William Carlos Williams
by Kenneth Koch
1
I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer.
I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
and its wooden beams were so inviting.
2
We laughed at the hollyhocks together
and then I sprayed them with lye.
Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.
3
I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the next ten years.
The man who asked for it was shabby
and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold.
4
Last evening we went dancing and I broke your leg.
Forgive me. I was clumsy and
I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor!
Roleplayers?
Feb. 5th, 2006 09:09 amAs seen in a GMing advice thread: 'There are four types of players: The Newbie, The Fucktard, The Sadist, and The Powergamer. Your job is to help the sadist have his way with the powergamer while keeping the Fucktard from "explaining" the way things work to the Newbie.'
Family Dinner
Feb. 5th, 2006 09:51 amMonday dinner is at CrazyChris' house. I'm making vegan chili and maybe cornbread. Will be there around 5pm with dinner ready around 6 (there will be cornbread earlier).
This is the location of Korean Movie Monday anyhow, so just come early for food.
Do not go to Tillie's.
This is the location of Korean Movie Monday anyhow, so just come early for food.
Do not go to Tillie's.
Muahahaha!
Feb. 5th, 2006 09:33 pmMy life rocks. This is not just the sunlight talking.
This morning I headed over to Juggler's place after futzing around on Otherspace for awhile. We got the first strip on the kayak-- it'll go together fast now. We had some, erm, quality time and then I headed off to meet Bevan.
Bevan and I walked around the seawall in the mostly-sun and hit the swings and visited the bamboo and talked until my throat swelled up (it hurts, dammit) and then met Graham for dinner. We all went for ice cream, and now I'm home.
I really love the people in my life. Really, really love them.
I'm like this enough that, even if this is the hormonal balancing mood for the earlier bitchiness, it's still me more than that is.
Anyhow, I am so, so happy, and so tired.
I've been painting my face more elaborately this weekend, largely because both boys like intricate designs (I tend to prefer simpler ones, but feel the need to prove that I can do this). The elaborate designs seem to draw more looks than the simpler ones, and today I went for something rather tribal. Today, too, I got comments-- four, three from strangers. All of them were positive. The first one came in the phraseology I was expecting-- "what culture is that from?"
Hah. Culture of one, baybee.
I wish I had camera to document all these designs. Otherwise, of course, they're permanently gone. Oh, well.
My legs are sore. I keep smiling.
Good night.
This morning I headed over to Juggler's place after futzing around on Otherspace for awhile. We got the first strip on the kayak-- it'll go together fast now. We had some, erm, quality time and then I headed off to meet Bevan.
Bevan and I walked around the seawall in the mostly-sun and hit the swings and visited the bamboo and talked until my throat swelled up (it hurts, dammit) and then met Graham for dinner. We all went for ice cream, and now I'm home.
I really love the people in my life. Really, really love them.
I'm like this enough that, even if this is the hormonal balancing mood for the earlier bitchiness, it's still me more than that is.
Anyhow, I am so, so happy, and so tired.
I've been painting my face more elaborately this weekend, largely because both boys like intricate designs (I tend to prefer simpler ones, but feel the need to prove that I can do this). The elaborate designs seem to draw more looks than the simpler ones, and today I went for something rather tribal. Today, too, I got comments-- four, three from strangers. All of them were positive. The first one came in the phraseology I was expecting-- "what culture is that from?"
Hah. Culture of one, baybee.
I wish I had camera to document all these designs. Otherwise, of course, they're permanently gone. Oh, well.
My legs are sore. I keep smiling.
Good night.