I just want to thank you -- since you also drive a blue Honda Civic -- I've gotten to know all my co-workers so much better -- as they tease me about my diagonal parking skills every single day.
Without your complete inability to make note of the 2 parallel white lines to aid you.....I might go days and days without people laughing behind my back.
So thank you Crooked Parker
I only hope one day to be able to thank you in person
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Missed Connections -- Craigslist
I have to admit -- I'm inspired by some of the treats that Jenn finds on Yahoo Personals -- I've become addicted to missed connections on Craigslist -- here's my favorites from last week.
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The largest chest I've ever seen! No joke - m4w - 20 ( vista ridge lewisville)
You had the largest breasts I've ever seen. So large I was left speechless. Let me know what department store you entered in because that's where I saw your gorgeous self. around 1020
so touching -- I love that he assures her it's "no joke"!
***
Hot wife's friend - m4w - 42 (Park Cities)
Can you feel the sexual tension. Love my wife but want to fuck you so bad. You made a comment yesterday about a guy not getting any pussy.
Yeah -- that's not going to blow up in your face -- smooth move
***
SA - m4w (I wish )
Your his, not mine, but i wish he did turn into an idiot so i could steal you
Followed by someone's response
RE: SA - m4w - (I wish )
What's your initials and do I know you? Not sure if this was meant for me or not....
And then his sad response
SA - m4w (I wish)
it does not matter i am only posting to feel better
-- very sad
***
lemom/inwood - m4w - 35 (mid cities)
returned a few items and noticed your huge breast, would like to start a conversaton with you, are you married?
You have to love a man who craves a woman with one huge breast -- takes all kinds
***
Pregnant Woman in Denton Walmart - m4w - 40 (Denton Walmart)
You were a very natural and beautiful brunette at the Denton Walmart. You were wearing a long black (cotton/comfy) dress with yellow and white prints on it. This was on Monday around 5-6 pm. You were paying and I was behind you in line. No, i'm not looking to hook up with you (well, unless you just wanted to. LOL) You appeared to be married (ring) and very pregnant. I just wanted to tell you that you were glowing. You were very sexy. You had sex appeal flowing from every part of you. That's all. Just giving a compliment where a compliment is due. Good luck with your pregnancy. You ARE very sexy.
"Well unless you just wanted to..." wow - not creepy at all.
***
I was Drumming in my car - m4w (Carrollton/Addison)
K I'm gonna try and kill a couple of birds with one stone. Because well I can't repost this over and over again for 3 different people. Addison: (beltline and marsh) You were in a red mercedes i think. You were the passenger and we locked eyes. I was in a green car. Carrollton (Marsh/Keller Springs): One of you were in a red car. Carrollton (Trinity Mills/ Old Denton/ Whitlock): You had a white truck and we drove down OR if you've just seen me around the metroplex drumming and/or you just wanted to talk to me you're more than welcome to write me :) Due to my job I get around a lot. Anywhere from Collin County to Denton to Dallas and Tarrant County cities. That is the only picture I have of me drumming in my car. I've attached others incase you recognize me.
OMG --how lazy can you get
***
one meat down - m4w - 28 (pg little caesars)
hey would like to talk. me and wife thing ur cute. u know who u are ONE MEAT DOWN get back at us
I'm racking my brain to try to figure out how the phrase "one meat down" worked into the conversation.
***
Hot black car, hot black dress, Caren? - m4w - 40 (Allen)
Monday-June 15 You were waiting to get your oil changed and I was thinking the whole time that I would love for you to change mine. Very cute brunette MILF, with an amazing voice, laugh and lovely painted toes that were pointed my way. I'm sure you are married, but just wanted to know you that "it" moved
.....I'm not sure what's going to touch her heart more -- that he wants her to "change his oil" or that "'it' moved"
***
Gorgeous Brunette at the Best Western - m4w (North Dallas)
I had just checked in today and was wondering around looking for my room. Of course I ended up going down the wrong corridor initially. As I was trying to find my way, I ended up walking behind you for a short time. And, you were absolutely gorgeous! You seemed to turn around slightly to see who was behind you as you walked into the ladies room. You were wearing a black dress and very sexy black heels. You just carried yourself with such class and self confidence. Assuming you see this and are interested, I would love to talk to you.
Dear creepy guy at the Best Western -- she was not turning around to check you out -- she realized that she was being followed and had visions of slasher movies in her head -- she was looking to see where the closest exit was......
***
The largest chest I've ever seen! No joke - m4w - 20 ( vista ridge lewisville)
You had the largest breasts I've ever seen. So large I was left speechless. Let me know what department store you entered in because that's where I saw your gorgeous self. around 1020
so touching -- I love that he assures her it's "no joke"!
***
Hot wife's friend - m4w - 42 (Park Cities)
Can you feel the sexual tension. Love my wife but want to fuck you so bad. You made a comment yesterday about a guy not getting any pussy.
Yeah -- that's not going to blow up in your face -- smooth move
***
SA - m4w (I wish )
Your his, not mine, but i wish he did turn into an idiot so i could steal you
Followed by someone's response
RE: SA - m4w - (I wish )
What's your initials and do I know you? Not sure if this was meant for me or not....
And then his sad response
SA - m4w (I wish)
it does not matter i am only posting to feel better
-- very sad
***
lemom/inwood - m4w - 35 (mid cities)
returned a few items and noticed your huge breast, would like to start a conversaton with you, are you married?
You have to love a man who craves a woman with one huge breast -- takes all kinds
***
Pregnant Woman in Denton Walmart - m4w - 40 (Denton Walmart)
You were a very natural and beautiful brunette at the Denton Walmart. You were wearing a long black (cotton/comfy) dress with yellow and white prints on it. This was on Monday around 5-6 pm. You were paying and I was behind you in line. No, i'm not looking to hook up with you (well, unless you just wanted to. LOL) You appeared to be married (ring) and very pregnant. I just wanted to tell you that you were glowing. You were very sexy. You had sex appeal flowing from every part of you. That's all. Just giving a compliment where a compliment is due. Good luck with your pregnancy. You ARE very sexy.
"Well unless you just wanted to..." wow - not creepy at all.
***
I was Drumming in my car - m4w (Carrollton/Addison)
K I'm gonna try and kill a couple of birds with one stone. Because well I can't repost this over and over again for 3 different people. Addison: (beltline and marsh) You were in a red mercedes i think. You were the passenger and we locked eyes. I was in a green car. Carrollton (Marsh/Keller Springs): One of you were in a red car. Carrollton (Trinity Mills/ Old Denton/ Whitlock): You had a white truck and we drove down OR if you've just seen me around the metroplex drumming and/or you just wanted to talk to me you're more than welcome to write me :) Due to my job I get around a lot. Anywhere from Collin County to Denton to Dallas and Tarrant County cities. That is the only picture I have of me drumming in my car. I've attached others incase you recognize me.
OMG --how lazy can you get
***
one meat down - m4w - 28 (pg little caesars)
hey would like to talk. me and wife thing ur cute. u know who u are ONE MEAT DOWN get back at us
I'm racking my brain to try to figure out how the phrase "one meat down" worked into the conversation.
***
Hot black car, hot black dress, Caren? - m4w - 40 (Allen)
Monday-June 15 You were waiting to get your oil changed and I was thinking the whole time that I would love for you to change mine. Very cute brunette MILF, with an amazing voice, laugh and lovely painted toes that were pointed my way. I'm sure you are married, but just wanted to know you that "it" moved
.....I'm not sure what's going to touch her heart more -- that he wants her to "change his oil" or that "'it' moved"
***
Gorgeous Brunette at the Best Western - m4w (North Dallas)
I had just checked in today and was wondering around looking for my room. Of course I ended up going down the wrong corridor initially. As I was trying to find my way, I ended up walking behind you for a short time. And, you were absolutely gorgeous! You seemed to turn around slightly to see who was behind you as you walked into the ladies room. You were wearing a black dress and very sexy black heels. You just carried yourself with such class and self confidence. Assuming you see this and are interested, I would love to talk to you.
Dear creepy guy at the Best Western -- she was not turning around to check you out -- she realized that she was being followed and had visions of slasher movies in her head -- she was looking to see where the closest exit was......
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Today
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Jane
She wants a drink of water so she waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits for it to rain
-- shel silverstein
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Lazy
Jane
She wants a drink of water so she waits
and waits
and waits
and waits
and waits for it to rain
-- shel silverstein
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Day 3 - I could take a bath in that stuff
Don't worry -- a much shorter blog for Day 3
Another fine day
G
- picked up the rental car -- it's sort of a standard -- but with an automatic clutch -- so like standard for morons. Sort of irritating.
- tootled around -- looking for a nail place
- Worst pedicure ever -- the massage felt like someone was gently rubbing raw squid all over my feet -- you get what you pay for.
- lunch at Park Burger (yes -- that was the name of the place we went on Saturday) -- just awesome. You can tell they're just open -- they're still trying to learn the menu themselves -- so my burger came out med rare (which isn't one of their choices) -which is my favorite. Sweet potato fries and an IBC rootbeer -- I hate to say it -- but I bet I go back one more time before I leave.
- walk -- make that RAN to my car in the rain -- white T-shirt + rain =an interesting show
- read my book in the sunshine (weather's fickle here -- rain one minute -- sun the next)
- Michaels -- I decided to make some wine charms as a Thank you -- (Thanks Lisa for teaching me how!) -- so I got to visit the Colo Blvd store -- -(good service -- way to go Co Blvd!)
- Back home -- Jill had errands to run -- off to the bank together and Kinkos -- then back home because the Fed-ex labels pre-printed where priority (yikes $128!) -- back to Kinkos -- then off to the store
Another fine day
G
Day 2 - Does Denver have Tornado sirens?
Sunday started slow and relaxing.
Jay and Jill live in this idyllic neighborhood -- mature trees, old brick homes with immaculate yards -- people walking their dogs and pushing strollers -- it's a little stepfordy - if Stepford was hip and happening with lots of people on touring bikes. I have to tell you -- I get the appeal.
We walked down to Pearl street for brunch at the Black Pearl -- we had reservations for 10:30 so we wanted to leave a little early to have time to stroll through the Farmer's market (like you do).
Apparently it was dog day at the farmer's market so nearly every booth was a different specialty rescue group -- we met a lovely chihuahua rescue who looked like a tiny golden retriever -- short haired with golden eyes -- I almost had to shove him in my curry-scented carry on (hey Amy -- the curry powder I bought you is on my DR table if you want it before I get home).
Back away from the dogs, Gina -- BACK AWAY from the dogs.
Black Pearl on Pearl Street (used to be my parent's favorite noodle shop -- sorry M & D -- it's gone) was lovely. Jill had brioche french toast -- which she declared the only brunch food worth eating for the rest of her life. -- Jay had a lamb burger and I had the strangest huevos rancheros ever made -- excellent -- if a little salty -- green chili stew and pinto beans that tasted like curry (what a weird choice).
We walked back through puppyville (huh -- I'm typing this from my bad-handwriting pencil -- I read it the first time as "preppyville" -- which works too) and found 2 actual farmers -- Jill bought some Bok Choy and some muzuna (?? -- like a non-bitter mustard green).
In the afternoon Jay went for a bike ride and Jill and I decided to try to spend a Pottery Barn gift card that she had.
I have to say -- I don't get the attraction to P.B. Overpriced, useless items -- in about 4 colors. We searched for over 40 minutes unable to find anything worth spending free money on -- FREE MONEY FOLKS-- Seriously!!
Settled on a set of 6 highball galsses -- yes 6 highball glasses at PB are $50 -- worse -- they were 46.91 - leaving a balance on that ridiculous card.
Jill and I left the Pottery-barn-o'crap -- and eyeing the dark clouds headed home.
Shortly after getting home Jill got a call from Jay requesting a pickup -- ride called on account of rain. About 10 min later, I heard a familiar sound.
Called Jill
"Jill -- do you have Tornado sirens here?"
"Yes......."
"They're sounding"
So the Colorado girl does not like tornados -- snow I GET -- tornados -- ya'll can keep them. Jay and Jill live in the glass house of death. There's exactly one place that might reasonably safe from a tornado -- it fits one -- what has 2 thumbs and is going to be the only one safe from the tornado? This guy!
It really is like I'm being stalked by the tornados. Maybe I should get a restraining order.
Jay and Jill arrived safely -- tornado warning abated -- and we went to dinner at their friend Cynthia's house -- beautiful dinner -- amazing garden -- homemade brownies -
what a nice day
Jay and Jill live in this idyllic neighborhood -- mature trees, old brick homes with immaculate yards -- people walking their dogs and pushing strollers -- it's a little stepfordy - if Stepford was hip and happening with lots of people on touring bikes. I have to tell you -- I get the appeal.
We walked down to Pearl street for brunch at the Black Pearl -- we had reservations for 10:30 so we wanted to leave a little early to have time to stroll through the Farmer's market (like you do).
Apparently it was dog day at the farmer's market so nearly every booth was a different specialty rescue group -- we met a lovely chihuahua rescue who looked like a tiny golden retriever -- short haired with golden eyes -- I almost had to shove him in my curry-scented carry on (hey Amy -- the curry powder I bought you is on my DR table if you want it before I get home).
Back away from the dogs, Gina -- BACK AWAY from the dogs.
Black Pearl on Pearl Street (used to be my parent's favorite noodle shop -- sorry M & D -- it's gone) was lovely. Jill had brioche french toast -- which she declared the only brunch food worth eating for the rest of her life. -- Jay had a lamb burger and I had the strangest huevos rancheros ever made -- excellent -- if a little salty -- green chili stew and pinto beans that tasted like curry (what a weird choice).
We walked back through puppyville (huh -- I'm typing this from my bad-handwriting pencil -- I read it the first time as "preppyville" -- which works too) and found 2 actual farmers -- Jill bought some Bok Choy and some muzuna (?? -- like a non-bitter mustard green).
In the afternoon Jay went for a bike ride and Jill and I decided to try to spend a Pottery Barn gift card that she had.
I have to say -- I don't get the attraction to P.B. Overpriced, useless items -- in about 4 colors. We searched for over 40 minutes unable to find anything worth spending free money on -- FREE MONEY FOLKS-- Seriously!!
Settled on a set of 6 highball galsses -- yes 6 highball glasses at PB are $50 -- worse -- they were 46.91 - leaving a balance on that ridiculous card.
Jill and I left the Pottery-barn-o'crap -- and eyeing the dark clouds headed home.
Shortly after getting home Jill got a call from Jay requesting a pickup -- ride called on account of rain. About 10 min later, I heard a familiar sound.
Called Jill
"Jill -- do you have Tornado sirens here?"
"Yes......."
"They're sounding"
So the Colorado girl does not like tornados -- snow I GET -- tornados -- ya'll can keep them. Jay and Jill live in the glass house of death. There's exactly one place that might reasonably safe from a tornado -- it fits one -- what has 2 thumbs and is going to be the only one safe from the tornado? This guy!
It really is like I'm being stalked by the tornados. Maybe I should get a restraining order.
Jay and Jill arrived safely -- tornado warning abated -- and we went to dinner at their friend Cynthia's house -- beautiful dinner -- amazing garden -- homemade brownies -
what a nice day
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Denver - Day 1 - battery recharge begins
So I'm writing this early on Day 2
Woke up WAY to early yesterday to make up for the non-packing/locked on the balcony time on Friday.
And Yes -- I'm one of these people who actually gets to the airport 2 hours early -- guilty as charged.
While I waited at the airport -- I watched a large family check in at the gate. They were riveting. Mom -- long hair pulled back, flowing hippi skirt and her 5 (clearly) adopted kids -- 2 girls about 7 dressed in matching pink dresses with black polka dots and 3 boys about 6, 4 and 3 -- all 6 wearing straw cowboy hats.
The kids flowed around her like baby ducks -- not insecure at all -- but staying close to momma none-the-less. The older ones helping corral the younger ones. The poppa -- a Southwest crewmember came by help them check in at the gate.
With calm efficiency hey moved around the room to the wonderment of the other passengers -- kids quiet -- but not subdued. A sweet happy perfect family -- those 2 must be parents of the year. Inspirational
Uneventful flight (my favorite kind) -- plenty of haiku writing time.
Jay picked me up -- with only a brief hiccup -- when I realized that I was on the wrong level -- and we headed to the house.
I can't believe that Jay and Jill have lived here 13 years -- it seems like maybe it could be 6 or 7 -- but that they've been together so long -- time flies.
They live in Washington Park -- Wash park is green and lush as ever -- it's still early Spring here. They live in a 2 story house over 100 years old. Downstairs their outer walls are all exposed brick. They've decorated in rusts, yellow ochre, deep purple and deminy blues -- everything feels plush and welcoming. My paintings fit in here -- I feel content that they've gone to a good home.
Warmly greeted by Slate and Hallie -- I live to pretend that I'm their favorite visitor -- but really -- I think they're just sweet dogs who love everyone -- love whores. As I wrote this Slate came downstairs and hopped up on the couch for a snuggle.
So Day 1 was uneventful -- but here's a summary
BTW -- I love writing this first in pencil. There's a greater intimacy in the experience. As a thought is formed -- it's drawn out of me through the pencil and a light scratching sound from the pencil punctuates that thought.
The scratch pauses as I think of the next phrase -- and the liberation of the eraser comforts me more than the delete key -- and allows me to eradicate my more foolish doodling leaving a shadowy reminder on the page.
So on to Day 2 -- the sun is shining -- it's going to be a wonderful day.
Woke up WAY to early yesterday to make up for the non-packing/locked on the balcony time on Friday.
And Yes -- I'm one of these people who actually gets to the airport 2 hours early -- guilty as charged.
While I waited at the airport -- I watched a large family check in at the gate. They were riveting. Mom -- long hair pulled back, flowing hippi skirt and her 5 (clearly) adopted kids -- 2 girls about 7 dressed in matching pink dresses with black polka dots and 3 boys about 6, 4 and 3 -- all 6 wearing straw cowboy hats.
The kids flowed around her like baby ducks -- not insecure at all -- but staying close to momma none-the-less. The older ones helping corral the younger ones. The poppa -- a Southwest crewmember came by help them check in at the gate.
With calm efficiency hey moved around the room to the wonderment of the other passengers -- kids quiet -- but not subdued. A sweet happy perfect family -- those 2 must be parents of the year. Inspirational
Uneventful flight (my favorite kind) -- plenty of haiku writing time.
Jay picked me up -- with only a brief hiccup -- when I realized that I was on the wrong level -- and we headed to the house.
I can't believe that Jay and Jill have lived here 13 years -- it seems like maybe it could be 6 or 7 -- but that they've been together so long -- time flies.
They live in Washington Park -- Wash park is green and lush as ever -- it's still early Spring here. They live in a 2 story house over 100 years old. Downstairs their outer walls are all exposed brick. They've decorated in rusts, yellow ochre, deep purple and deminy blues -- everything feels plush and welcoming. My paintings fit in here -- I feel content that they've gone to a good home.
Warmly greeted by Slate and Hallie -- I live to pretend that I'm their favorite visitor -- but really -- I think they're just sweet dogs who love everyone -- love whores. As I wrote this Slate came downstairs and hopped up on the couch for a snuggle.
So Day 1 was uneventful -- but here's a summary
- arrived
- napped
- watch Kill Bill vol 1 with Jay and discussed how you would differentiate yourself if you were a member of the Crazy 88 -- what's your trademark? I mean -- Gogo's clearly got the crazy-killer market covered -- there's floppy hair guy -- dirty-funny guy -- Nick-name guy -- swinging chain guy -- crying guy and flys up walls guy. It must be hard to find your niche.
- Walk to a great burger joint (I'll have to get the name for a later blog) - -- long wait to be waited on while waitress after waitress breezed past us -- Jay -- always polite -- went in and innocently asked "Hi -- uh -- where do we place our order" -- Passive-Aggressive-polite -- LOVE IT. Our waitress acknowledged her neglect -- and made a hairshirt joke --- you have to love a city where the waitresses can make a good hairshirt joke -- only in Denver. -- Terrific Sweet Potato fries -- make their own pickles -- I'll get the name of it
- Visit to the Reserve List -- found the wine I liked last year so I can order some in Dallas --
- Visit to 7 cups of tea -- pretentious tea house -- large selection of teas
- Walked home (people in Wash Park actually WALK places -- soooo cool)
- Veged and made vague plans --
- Brushed the dogs -- Hallie's shedding in chunks
- Watched a bad SF channel movie -- Star Runners?
- Jill and Gina to the grocery store - - joking about how we always leave the reusable bags in the car.
- Left bags in the car
- return to car to retrieve bags
- Jill made an amazing greek salad with hummus and pita chips -- I could eat that every night this week and be blissfully happy
- Lemon tart for dessert
- Watched Total Recall -- because we were all too lazy to figure something else to watch
- Fell asleep on the sofa
BTW -- I love writing this first in pencil. There's a greater intimacy in the experience. As a thought is formed -- it's drawn out of me through the pencil and a light scratching sound from the pencil punctuates that thought.
The scratch pauses as I think of the next phrase -- and the liberation of the eraser comforts me more than the delete key -- and allows me to eradicate my more foolish doodling leaving a shadowy reminder on the page.
So on to Day 2 -- the sun is shining -- it's going to be a wonderful day.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Vacation -- Best laid plans
The long awaited vacation is finally here --
Yesterday -- the big plan (Plan A) was leave work at 5 -- go home -- do some laundry --pack -- get to bed early -- go to Denver
About 10 -- I got a pleasant surprise -- my friend Donna called to say "Hey -- I'm coming to Dallas -- what are you doing this weekend?" uh -- "I'm going to Denver -- but I'm free tonight"
Donna and I decided to meet in Richardson (easy for her to find) have some dinner and hang out in Cottonwood Park.
Plan B -- leave work at 5 -- go home -- throw in a load -- drive to Richardson -- dinner with Donna -- drive back to Irving -- do more laundry -- pack -- get to bed at a reasonable hour -- go to Denver.
When I was almost to Richardson -- I texted Donna "I'm almost there -- where are you?" -- her response -- "In Waco" -- traffic was terrible.
Plan C -- leave work at 5 -- go home -- throw in a load -- drive to Richardson -- drive back to Irving -- do more laundry -- meet Donna and hang out --finish the laundry -- pack -- get to bed eventually -- go to Denver
Donna got here at about 7:45 -- and we decided to go hang out on the patio......as we stepped out -- I slide the door shut....
....and watch the security bar fall -- and lock us outside on the balcony
!!!!!!
Plan D -- leave work at 5 -- go home -- throw in a load -- drive to Richardson -- drive back to Irving -- do more laundry -- meet Donna -- get locked out on the balcony -- evaluate escape route (down won't work -- railing too wobbly) -- call maintenance -- no answer -- find some wire and try to force it between the doors, hook the bar and force it open (Donna=McGyver) -- nope -- call Amy (AH! AMY!!!!) -- no answer -- DAMN! -- text Amy "Locked out on Balcony -- HELP" -- call Amy again -- wait for Amy (ThankyouthanyouthankyouthankyouAmy!) -- text Curt -- (really Curt -- laughing at my pain ????) -- visit with Donna -- blow off laundry -- pack -- get to sleep very very late -- go to Denver.
Next time --I'm sticking with Plan A
Yesterday -- the big plan (Plan A) was leave work at 5 -- go home -- do some laundry --pack -- get to bed early -- go to Denver
About 10 -- I got a pleasant surprise -- my friend Donna called to say "Hey -- I'm coming to Dallas -- what are you doing this weekend?" uh -- "I'm going to Denver -- but I'm free tonight"
Donna and I decided to meet in Richardson (easy for her to find) have some dinner and hang out in Cottonwood Park.
Plan B -- leave work at 5 -- go home -- throw in a load -- drive to Richardson -- dinner with Donna -- drive back to Irving -- do more laundry -- pack -- get to bed at a reasonable hour -- go to Denver.
When I was almost to Richardson -- I texted Donna "I'm almost there -- where are you?" -- her response -- "In Waco" -- traffic was terrible.
Plan C -- leave work at 5 -- go home -- throw in a load -- drive to Richardson -- drive back to Irving -- do more laundry -- meet Donna and hang out --finish the laundry -- pack -- get to bed eventually -- go to Denver
Donna got here at about 7:45 -- and we decided to go hang out on the patio......as we stepped out -- I slide the door shut....
....and watch the security bar fall -- and lock us outside on the balcony
!!!!!!
Plan D -- leave work at 5 -- go home -- throw in a load -- drive to Richardson -- drive back to Irving -- do more laundry -- meet Donna -- get locked out on the balcony -- evaluate escape route (down won't work -- railing too wobbly) -- call maintenance -- no answer -- find some wire and try to force it between the doors, hook the bar and force it open (Donna=McGyver) -- nope -- call Amy (AH! AMY!!!!) -- no answer -- DAMN! -- text Amy "Locked out on Balcony -- HELP" -- call Amy again -- wait for Amy (ThankyouthanyouthankyouthankyouAmy!) -- text Curt -- (really Curt -- laughing at my pain ????) -- visit with Donna -- blow off laundry -- pack -- get to sleep very very late -- go to Denver.
Next time --I'm sticking with Plan A
Friday, June 12, 2009
Haiku Mania sprouts new blog
"Hi -- My name is Gina -- I'm a bad haiku writer"
(chorus) "Hi Gina"
"It started off as a lark -- I thought -- I can post just one Haiku -- it'll be ok -- all the cool kids write haiku...."
"Now it's started to creep into other parts of my life -- and it's spreading"
"I've had to create a separate blog at http://seriouslybadhaiku.blogspot.com/ to gain some semblance of control over it"
"Even worse -- I'm encouraging others to fall into the same trap -- anyone who wants to have their haiku posted can email me at seriouslybadhaiku@gmail.com -- and I'll post their haiku (uh -- well maybe -- depends on what it is)"
(chorus) "Hi Gina"
"It started off as a lark -- I thought -- I can post just one Haiku -- it'll be ok -- all the cool kids write haiku...."
"Now it's started to creep into other parts of my life -- and it's spreading"
"I've had to create a separate blog at http://seriouslybadhaiku.blogspot.com/ to gain some semblance of control over it"
"Even worse -- I'm encouraging others to fall into the same trap -- anyone who wants to have their haiku posted can email me at seriouslybadhaiku@gmail.com -- and I'll post their haiku (uh -- well maybe -- depends on what it is)"
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Bad Dating Haiku
foot fetish request
photos of my red tip toes
scary stalker dude
Sad widower dad
sweet talker tugged at heart strings
scamming rat bastard
our sweet wild oats sowed
poor guy could not have known it
I was a nut job
all things in common
continually braying
Eeyore's lame world view
Tall drink of water
over before it began
so apathetic
sweet forgettable
bland bland bland bland bland bland bland
can't recall your face
Hot sporty trainer
seriously what were you
thinking you would find?
Best first date ever
so desparately craving
love that I can't give
Swing daddio Swing
too nice afraid to corrupt
never will get laid
Set up for failure
Misourri wants company
how could it have worked
Prom date big build up
Bi-polar can't excuse it
what the hell was that
photos of my red tip toes
scary stalker dude
Sad widower dad
sweet talker tugged at heart strings
scamming rat bastard
our sweet wild oats sowed
poor guy could not have known it
I was a nut job
all things in common
continually braying
Eeyore's lame world view
Tall drink of water
over before it began
so apathetic
sweet forgettable
bland bland bland bland bland bland bland
can't recall your face
Hot sporty trainer
seriously what were you
thinking you would find?
Best first date ever
so desparately craving
love that I can't give
Swing daddio Swing
too nice afraid to corrupt
never will get laid
Set up for failure
Misourri wants company
how could it have worked
Prom date big build up
Bi-polar can't excuse it
what the hell was that
Hank Hill stop calling
you crazy psycho fucker
your third wife shot you
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