Once upon a time there was an anteater who loved to eat cheese and pickle sandwiches ( Read more... )

Tommy: So why's this Jacquie girl so popular?
Tommy: Seriously, everyone we've passed has asked you about her.
Me: Well, the thing is we're always together.
Me: Little and I are kind of a matched set.

Matched set? Yes. And here's why....

Little: Have you ever noticed that I haven't been able to complete a sentence since the....

How can anyone not love ( Read more... )

Me:  you know how I told you there was a castle and it's my favorite part cause it reminds me of a certain best friend of mine for half an hour every day?
Crispy: yea i remember that
Me: okay so today Nicolaus kept climbing in and out of the castle...

Me: Do you want to go down the slide Nicolaus?
      Nicolaus: No! I am a knight!
      Me: A ( Read more... )

Let's set the scene. We've just finished reading a story called "There's An Alligator Under My Bed." The characters Laurie and Dori are adults. The character Jackson is a two-year old.

Dori: Now that was a make believe story. People don't really have alligators under their beds. That would be silly.
Dori: I have a dog under my bed. What about you ( Read more... )

and now I think of having loved and having lost
we'll never know what it's like to never love
. . .

so fare thee well my bright star, the vanity of youth, the color of your eyes
and maybe if I'd fanned the blazing fire of your day-to-day or if I'd been older I'd been wise

too thick the heat of those long summer evenings, for a cool evening I began to ( Read more... )

I know.

I am a bad correspondant.

Here you all are, on the edge of your seat, chewing your nails down to the cuticle, and if I know you, pacing the floor until your feet get rug burned (especially impressive on hardwood floors) and I have been consistantly neglecting to tell you of my many adventures in England.

The thing is, this guy I was staying ( Read more... )

Here Little, this'll cheer you up.

Here's my definition of a perfect day:

You wake up in the morning by your best friend jumping on your bed and tickling you until you both fall back to sleep. Maybe you walk down the path together for some pastries and mangoes. After a while you head to the shore, play chicken with the waves, waltz along the beach, and jump off any walls that ( Read more... )

Na na na na na na naaaaa
Na na na na naaaaa
Ipswich...........

See this one of the many clever chants that I was regaled with when Crispy took me to see Ipswich play. Actually, that's about what all of them sound like. For example

Crowd: Oooahoooahaaahoo Ipswich!
Me: What the hell kind of chant is that?
Crispy: Well, considering that at least 80% of them ( Read more... )

Liverpool means dirty puddle ( Read more... )