Conor Oberst, live in Vancouver 7/08, lady and gentleman.
Have a lovely holiday!
Once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look at it right.
Ok I just wanna say I love my cat. I mean, she has already been through a few of her lives and here she is, happy, large, funny, friendly, smart, and I do like her friends a lot too!
BTW, The mom is to the left of the fawns, about 10 feet away. She seemed to be allowing them to play with their new pal while at same time keeping close watch!
Have a lovely day!
Not those girls, you big pervs! I'm talking about my sewing machines. Three Berninas, one very hearty 12 year old sewing machine, one most excellent 13 year old serger, and last years acquisition, the new serger that I had to buy when the old one was in the shop for, I kid you not, 6 months waiting for a part! I was trying to come up with names for them, and all I got was Beluga, Cevruga and Ocetra. I think I could use a little help with the names! LOL Now I know this isn't a great photo, but I just do not have time to take another one ok? I'll be getting back to work now. Miss you all, mwah, mwah...ok, ok, i'm going!
Have a lovely day!
This was her 6th visit to Bengaluru, and it was finally time. So when the rickshaw wallah stepped out for some paan, she jumped into the front seat and sped off into the night, leaving the wallah standing there, shocked, red juice dripping from his chin.
"Finally, a rickshaw of my own", she sighed, exhilarated!
Oh what fun, stealing a rickshaw! Lookit, G~man I played my own game! You know, just for fun I looked up "55 Flash Fiction Friday" on Google images...go ahead and once you get there, search through a few pages. I don't know about you, but I find it a little creepy that if you type in 55 Flash Fiction Friday, you would get my face over and over...and some of yours as well!
Anyway.....It really is a dream of mine to commandeer an auto rickshaw of my own. When I was in Jaipur last January, Aslam let me drive his rickshaw through the crowded, narrow streets of the Pink City, past that dead bloated pig I told you about back then. What fun, I tell you!
Have a lovely weekend!
Today I am
A small blue thing
Like a marble
Or an eye
With my knees against my mouth
I am perfectly round
I am watching you
I am cold against your skin
You are perfectly reflected
I am lost inside your pocket
I am lost against
Your fingers
I am falling down the stairs
I am skipping on the sidewalk
I am thrown against the sky
I am raining down in pieces
I am scattering like light
Scattering like light
Today I am
A small blue thing
Made of china
Made of glass
I am cool and smooth and curious
I never blink
I am turning in your hand
Turning in your hand
Small blue thing
~Suzanne Vega
Fer cryin' out loud, I just wanna cream those blogger guys for this lame spacing. Don't they know we are trying to make art here? I hate the way it's all spread out all crummy like that, sheesh!
Um, I didn't know there was such a rush on cable guys! So, am I really sure I want TV afterall? I am a little afraid of this Larry person.
Little Rita is already lying on the floor in front of the television trying to catch up with 11 years of no TV. I'm not sure I like this idea.....keep you posted.
Have a lovely weekend!