Of Garden Gnomes and Finninneganegan
Doing some pretty serious writing this evening. I'm in the zoooooooone. The zone de mi libro. O.... mi libro en la futura (I hope that's the word for future). But I've also just started watching Dances With Wolves and.... OMC!!! THEYRE GOING TO CUT OFF HIS FOOT!!!! This would be the time to refocus my attention on the computer screen and keyboard.
I really can't say that there's much going on. I have about 200 words. What a joke. BUT! A reperable joke nonetheless. How about a joke that wasn't reperable. John Green in all his !super! was in my neighborhood on October 30th, but I was grounded! GROUNDED!!! And he was all of an hour away. I watched the clock from 5:00 to 9:00, knowing that the made of awesome author himself was all of not very far away. Aaaaaah. But I will recover!
Thirdly, the Halloween conundrum. My house is pretty strictly religious, I myself am not. That doesn't really make a difference though. It's a little bit like being that enormous one garden gnome with the red hat that everyone sees when they come to the house, so the owner of the house tries to hide it behind the boring blue-hatted ones (What? There've been worse metaphors....maybe). But that doesn't work. Sadly, that's a few more annual haunted walks missed, a few cavities gone ungained, a few scarring childhood experiences avoided. Meh. I could have done with a few more of those. Builds character.
So this Halloween I'll be spending moseying about the internet, trying to find a facebook status that doesn't concern the festivities or the emoticon- pumpkinface :P, pumpkinface :), pumpkinface :0.. Holiday emoticons are rather lame. There is no pumpkin face other than the one that I must imagine, with its tongue sticking out, which is an incredibly difficult feat if you've ever cut out a pumpkin. Correction. If you've ever cut a pumpkin when you have no artistic skill whatsoever. Or a sharp knife. That would have simplified matters a lot.
Well that completes this post of absurdity and all its strange bedfellows. And. In case you were wondering? He kept his foot. w00t!
I really can't say that there's much going on. I have about 200 words. What a joke. BUT! A reperable joke nonetheless. How about a joke that wasn't reperable. John Green in all his !super! was in my neighborhood on October 30th, but I was grounded! GROUNDED!!! And he was all of an hour away. I watched the clock from 5:00 to 9:00, knowing that the made of awesome author himself was all of not very far away. Aaaaaah. But I will recover!
Thirdly, the Halloween conundrum. My house is pretty strictly religious, I myself am not. That doesn't really make a difference though. It's a little bit like being that enormous one garden gnome with the red hat that everyone sees when they come to the house, so the owner of the house tries to hide it behind the boring blue-hatted ones (What? There've been worse metaphors....maybe). But that doesn't work. Sadly, that's a few more annual haunted walks missed, a few cavities gone ungained, a few scarring childhood experiences avoided. Meh. I could have done with a few more of those. Builds character.
So this Halloween I'll be spending moseying about the internet, trying to find a facebook status that doesn't concern the festivities or the emoticon- pumpkinface :P, pumpkinface :), pumpkinface :0.. Holiday emoticons are rather lame. There is no pumpkin face other than the one that I must imagine, with its tongue sticking out, which is an incredibly difficult feat if you've ever cut out a pumpkin. Correction. If you've ever cut a pumpkin when you have no artistic skill whatsoever. Or a sharp knife. That would have simplified matters a lot.
Well that completes this post of absurdity and all its strange bedfellows. And. In case you were wondering? He kept his foot. w00t!