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I don't know why you say " Goodbye", I say "Hello."
For reasons too dreary to write about (else I would write an entry about them) I have nothing for this week's Idol prompt. As I've used both my byes, this puts me out of the competition.
I will, however, be joining Second Chance Idol under my actual main username, kathrynrose. I've been sorta incognito for a while, but I'm over that, and it's just too much ( Read more... ) -
Not the Sport You're Thinking Of
The headline says, "Poche competes in 'ruthless sport,'" but it's not talking about this weekend's epic battle on the gridiron. Don't get me wrong; in these parts, football is a religious pursuit (I think maybe an offshoot of Southern Baptist) and what's not to love about a sport that comes with a layer dip the size of a punch bowl ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol: Some Assembly Required
I grew up in balconies, choir lofts and rehearsal halls. Throughout my childhood, my mother was either employed as an organist or choir director, so I spent many of my young hours staying quiet and unseen in the company of organ pipes and choir robes, listening to the music. And all these years later, though The Church and I have parted ways, ( Read more... ) -
Who You Gonna Call?
“Hi, you don’t know me,” the woman on the phone said, “but you helped a friend of mine with a… problem… with her house ( Read more... ) -
But Words Will Never Hurt Me?
I have a selective memory. Having done a tremendous amount of navel-gazing in my life, this is something I know to be true about myself. Maybe it's true about all of us.
"Selective" may be the wrong word. Surely I've not consciously made the selections. I'd like to think if given the conscious choice I would highlight the loving and nurturing ( Read more... ) -
Stuck
Many of my early memories of time with my dad have to do with fishing. I remember learning how to bait my hook, though I didn't do it if I could avoid it, because of the gooey factor. I also remember learning about what to do if you get a fish hook in your skin ( Read more... ) -
A Christmas Idol - Stave 1: A Ghostly Visit
Claude Rains was dead to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. But Gary, for reasons known only by him, had used the name for his LiveJournal moniker. Sometimes players new to the competition called Gary Gary, and sometimes Claude, but he answered to both names: it was all the same to him ( Read more... ) -
Hello?
I was sound asleep when the phone rang. I grabbed it, put it to my ear and said, "Hello ( Read more... ) -
LJ-Idol, Week 6 - "Food Memory"
Christmas is coming. It brings many things, among them brightly colored decorations, baked goodies, and candy. And when these come together with a touch of magic, gingerbread houses are born ( Read more... ) -
It's About Me
At 3:40 a.m. I wake up and find Bad Kitty standing on my chest. The first thing I notice is his feet are poking holes in my sternum. He doesn't understand the difference between all his weight being distributed over his flat sleeping body and all his weight being on his little jabby feet. The second thing I notice is he's retching and about to ( Read more... )