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Moss made it sweeter than myrrh ash and dhoup


That's cheating. _
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12:52:54 PM, Wednesday 13 June 2001

Drizzle Drizzle Drek und Drang... _
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12:40:36 PM, Wednesday 13 June 2001

mitochondria _
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03:34:21 PM, Saturday 9 June 2001

I really resent it when Rogers and Hammerstein put down orders like 'with great feeling' during one of their cheesy-arse songs. I mean, how presumptuous can ya frikkin' get? If I wanna play 'Mister Snow' with great *#&*@ feeling, I will, ya louts, an' if I don't, what gives you the grubby right to tell me too, heh? _
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03:42:02 PM, Friday 8 June 2001

there's a scanner here. what should I scan? anapest budapest no no no. A _scanner_. _
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05:54:09 PM, Wednesday 6 June 2001

Just this. _
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05:51:56 PM, Wednesday 6 June 2001

Hwaet? _
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05:49:10 PM, Wednesday 6 June 2001

this happened a while ago.

I was sitting outside the deli reading War an' Peace. I was just at the part where the Austrians and the Russians are having the big schmooze after the big battle, and all of a sudden the Austrian owner of the deli comes running outside to greet a van that just pulled up, and out of the van come a whole lot of Russians and *they're* having an identical schmooze at the same time and I'm reading and they're acting just the same, and it's kinda surreal. _
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05:29:36 PM, Wednesday 6 June 2001

Enter you...voila it's showtime!!!

I don't remember number of things inside dreams and I'm still confused. _
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03:18:25 PM, Tuesday 5 June 2001

I think that should fix the slight formatting problem here. _
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11:44:40 PM, Saturday 2 June 2001

If you can read this, then Mirabai's bloglet is working again. Congratulations, Mirabai! _
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11:30:13 PM, Saturday 2 June 2001
Directed by: A man named Ulu
Rated: R for Brief Nudity
Starring: Dustin Hoffman, Dom DeLuise, Shel Silverstein

This I gotta see.

"Time, mister, it's not a thief. It's an embezzler staying up nights, and juggling the books so you don't notice anything missing when you wake up."

(and _yoix_ ain't that so.) _
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06:00:58 PM, Wednesday 23 May 2001

Bigfo' Summah Layhouse!







Nuttin' to say. But I'm here. Anyone want complimentary tickets to 'Funny Girl', then sidle on up. Oh, and send me dirty socks and asparagus tips and condemned veal and grass clippings and grey pebbles and paprika and free-form illuminated manuscripts after the style of William Blake and dryer lint and nougat and invisible tap-dancing trolls, too.

Mirabai Knight
Box 456
Bigfork, MT
59911
(406) 837-9934 _
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05:47:57 PM, Wednesday 23 May 2001

Ok, here. The jpegs are unconsciably huge, I'm sorry. I gotta go up to the lake, today, though, so I didn't have any chance to alter 'em or nuthin'. In the raw, my incomplete wannabe comic. _
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03:56:27 PM, Monday 21 May 2001

I was never any good at loving you.
I was never any good at coming through for you.
you're gonna feel much better
when you cut me loose forever.
I was never any good.
never any good.
never any good at loving you.

I was dying when we met.
I bet my life on you
but you called me and I folded
like you knew I do
you called my Ace, my King, my bluff
ok, you win. Enough's enough.
I was never any good
never any good
never any good at loving you.

I was pretty good at taking out the garbage
I was pretty good at holding up the wall
dealing with the fire and the earthquake
but that don't count
that don't count
that don't count
that don't count
that don't count for nuthin much at all.

I was never any good at loving you.
I was just some kinda tourist in your bed
looking at the view
but I can't forget where my lips have been,
those holy hills, that deep ravine...
I was never any good
never any good
I was never any good
at loving you.

I was pretty good at taking out the garbage
pretty good at holding up the wall
I'm sorry for my crimes against the moonlight
I didn't think
I didn't think
I didn't think
I just didn't think the moon would mind at all

I was never any good at loving you.
At doing what a woman... really wants a **** to do...
you're gonna feel much better
when you cut me loose forever.
I was never any good.
never any good.
I was never any good
at loving you. _
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04:06:42 AM, Saturday 19 May 2001

Just for the record, I do detest cheap sentiment. _
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03:31:58 AM, Saturday 19 May 2001

I realized today... freshman year, I wrote about Socrates and Alcibiades. Junior year I wrote about Sancho Panza and Don Quixote, and then Leporello and Don Giovanni. I was thinking of writing, next year, on Dr. Johnson and Boswell... I've already admitted to a taste for slash, but how deep does it run?! Should I be alarmed...? Tricky things, these subconsciousnesses. _
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12:34:51 AM, Saturday 19 May 2001

It's true: 'above', in terms of cheesiness, is far superior to about all of 'em. 'Dove'? We'll laugh you off the block. 'Shove' is often too difficult to work in subtly. 'Enough', 'tough', 'bluff', 'blood', and other cheap substitutes, well... they just ain't right. You can go the Elizabethan route and try for slanty things like 'prove' and 'move' and all, but it just doesn't ring true these days... no, though it's dreadful and redundant, phrases like 'from above', 'heaven above', 'up above' &c are about all you have left. Bloody English. _
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12:32:07 AM, Saturday 19 May 2001

I'm not a man, and they really freak me out. oy, do they. _
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11:47:03 PM, Friday 18 May 2001

Just as I always suspected. _
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02:56:15 PM, Friday 18 May 2001


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