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Staggering dollops of awesome: I am now blogging from my bed. Yes, that's right, bay-bee -- we done gone wireless. But now I have not slept for about 36 hours, (discounting some foggy reveries off and on), and so I will christen my new rejuvenated always-on AIM connection with a shiny new away message. Yeehaw! _
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01:32:02 PM, Friday 16 January 2004

Awww, man! Nobody ever bought me one! Y'all suck! _
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09:59:18 AM, Friday 16 January 2004

Oy vey iz mir.

It really wouldn't be so bad at all if I could just go to work naked-and-wrapped-in-dyne. It's clothes. They're so comfortless. _
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12:34:48 AM, Friday 16 January 2004

A gentleman slipped her a Mickey.
She tasted it. Finding it icky,
She swung like the Reaper,
Applied the old sleeper --
He woke with a hell of a hickey. _
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01:39:01 PM, Thursday 15 January 2004

My Mom: "I don't care if Baryshnikov doesn't turn you on. He isn't trying to. He doesn't like guys, anyway. Especially not guys like you."

My Dad (very fey): "You think I'm too old for him? Well, don't be so sure, dearie. I've just got to turn on my charms." _
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12:01:04 AM, Thursday 15 January 2004

Dis or Dat:

Nuthatch or Nutmeg? _
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11:43:02 PM, Wednesday 14 January 2004

"The best way to get a vivid impression or feeling of a landscape is to sit down before it and read or become otherwise absorbed in thought. For then, when your eyes happen to be attracted to the landscape, you seem to catch Nature as unawares, and see her before she has time to change her aspect. The effect lasts but for a single instant, and passes away almost as soon as you are conscious of it. But it is real, for that moment. It is as if you could overhear and understand what the trees are whispering to one another, as if you caught a glimpse of a face unveiled, which veils itself from every wilful glance. The mystery is revealed, and after a breath or two, becomes just as much mystery as before." -- Nathaniel Hawthorne

Is this true? I would like it to be true, since I'm always being accused of wasting a beautiful scene by reading a book in it. _
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09:46:10 PM, Tuesday 13 January 2004

Philip K. Dick is not what you would call a subtle man. _
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01:10:50 PM, Monday 12 January 2004

Pro_Anorexia is sooo last year. All the cool kids are taking their self-determined activism to Pro_Scurvy and Pro_Gout!

Via Froggy. _
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07:29:53 PM, Sunday 11 January 2004

Forty-two pockets with intra-lining gadget wiring? Oooo-er! _
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11:18:29 AM, Sunday 11 January 2004

What I really want in a lover these days is... someone smarter than me. A lot smarter than me, so that I won't be tempted to delude myself. I know this is shallow and has nothing to do with soul and too much to do with ego, but it's a plan for a hypothetical lover. It has to be drawn broadly, 'cause the best things in people can't be imagined hypothetically, much less wished for. It's 'cause... well, see, I could passionately desire a very ugly girl, because ugliness has always interested me, and I'm not put off by it, by and large. Or she could be beautiful, because I admire beauty, as anyone should. Or she could be just average, a little above or below me, or right along with me, and it really won't make so much of a difference -- though of course I've got my tastes and aversions both ways; broad rather than pointy, low rather than high, that kind of thing -- 'cause, proportionally, it ain't the looks so much that set me growling. It's the wit. A flaw and a vice and a weakness and all kinds of missing the point in love, sure. No argument. But I'm just talking about what yanks my loins around. How do you fix that? You don't. Unless you deepen yourself, but I'm far from deep. I'm a prancing farandola, la la la. Awright. 'Cause I place such a high premium on "smarts", whatever they are, I've always got this stupid reflex to distance myself from people who don't have 'em, as I judge it. So I guess part of me wanting a real smart girl is to get put in my place. But also, I like to approach things as an aspiring inferior. I like the idea of being forced to prove myself simply worthy of service -- not even thinking of equality. Just service. I want to slap down the instinct to fawn and simper and learn to properly appreciate smart people. Through sex -- or Eros, I guess, if we're talking about virtue and longing and stuff -- I mean to purge myself of the wit fetish. Once the sex is sopped up, and I'm a better chick for it, I can set about getting a good eye on everyone else. _
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04:02:34 PM, Saturday 10 January 2004

Dreary. Drear. Bleary. Blear. Most blear. Most blear. _
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12:42:28 AM, Friday 9 January 2004

Nervous energy. Euphoric in the snow and when there's music playing, twitchy when there's neither. I should sleep. _
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07:06:41 PM, Thursday 8 January 2004

I like the way humans smell, more than any other animal. Not when they're sour or sick, of course, but when they're ripe and full of scent. I think that's only natural, of course; a biological necessity, to like the smell of your own species. But I revel in liking it. I like that I like it. I dislike the smell of dogs, though some dogs are dear to me. Also birds, though I've never found a bird that I was passionate about. And snakes, though I like many other things about them very much. I'm neutral about cows and horses; they're fine. They don't affect me. Cats I like, and most small mammals that clean themselves with their tongues, I think. But humans beat all. I wish I smelled them more often. _
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04:26:53 PM, Thursday 8 January 2004

I'm so glad I saw Frida after I was through with Sara, and not before. _
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04:23:45 PM, Thursday 8 January 2004

Cold hands and poor penmanship. _
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10:09:21 AM, Tuesday 6 January 2004

JNEAVAT! Yrjq naq yhevq vzntvavatf nurnq. Bayl ernq vs lbh'er nf creil nf V nz.

V whfg jbxr hc sebz n qernz va juvpu V jnf cynlvat na hcqngrq irefvba bs n pynffvp byq cneybe tnzr, Pvepyr Wrex. Jbexrq yvxr guvf, frr:

Gur cnegvpvcnagf jrer frngrq va pbzsbegnoyr punvef naq neenatrq ybbfryl va (nf lbh zvtug vzntvar) n pvepyr. Gur jbzra bs gur cnegl nyy envfrq gurve evtug unaqf naq fbyrzayl fjrnerq abg gb snxr vg. Gura rirelbar qebccrq gebh naq... frg gb. Gur pngpu jnf gung gurer jnf guvf vatravbhf yvggyr gvzre va gur pragre bs gur pvepyr. Vg tnir n yhfgl, cbea-fglyr zbna rirel guvegl frpbaqf, naq n oenmra yvggyr fdhrny ng n enaqbz zbzrag bapr qhevat rnpu guvegl-frpbaq vagreiny. Rnpu cynlre'f ghea pbafvfgrq bs fcrnxvat pbagvahbhfyl ba nal fhowrpg -- fbzr erpvgrq ryrzragf bs gur crevbqvp gnoyr, fbzr fnat onjql onyynqf, fbzr whfg onooyrq nq yvo -- juvyr gurl, naq rirelbar ryfr nebhaq gurz, pbapragengrq ba gur gnfx ng unaq. Jura gur guvegl frpbaqf jrer hc, gur cynlre pybpxjvfr sebz gur svefg gbbx uvf ghea, naq fb sbegu. Gur svefg gb svavfu, vs lbh erpnyy gur bevtvany ehyrf, vf gur jvaare, naq gur fhpprffvba cebprrqf puebabybtvpnyyl sebz gurer. V ernyvmr gung svavfuvat svefg vfa'g n cevznel tbny va zbfg tnzrf bs guvf angher, ohg vg vf va guvf bar. Naq rirelbar yvxrf n punyyratr, evtug? Naljnl -- vs gur gvzre'f fdhrny pnzr qhevat n tnc va gur fcrrpu be fbat bs gur cynlre va dhrfgvba, ur jnf sbeprq gb fvg ba uvf unaqf hagvy uvf ghea va gur pvepyr pnzr nebhaq bapr zber. Gur zbfg fhpprffshy cynlref jrer noyr gb fcrnx syhragyl ba n fhowrpg gung jnf aba- be nagv-rebgvp gb gur znwbevgl bs gur bguref, ohg crphyvneyl (naq erirnyvatyl) nebhfvat gb gurzfryirf. Bs pbhefr, gur pybfre gurl pnzr gb jvaavat, gur uneqre gurl sbhaq vg gb erznva negvphyngr, jvgubhg cnhfrf be tnfcf qhevat juvpu gur fdhrny zvtug nccrne. Ng juvpu cbvag gurl jrer sbeprq gb pbby gurve wrgf juvyr gur erfg bs gur tebhc pnhtug hc. Vg jnf ernyyl dhvgr qryvtugshy, vs, re, lbh yvxr gung fbeg bs guvat. Naq gbyq ibyhzrf nobhg gur xvaxf naq pbzcyrkvgvrf bs rnpu cnegvpvcnag'f punenpgre. Zvtug znxr n avpr, aba-guerngravat vpr-oernxre sbe lbhe arkg arvtuobeubbq betl. (`; _
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05:29:44 AM, Tuesday 6 January 2004

Hm. Oscar Brand is going to be playing in Herndon, VA, 58 miles from Annapolis, the Tuesday after Croquet. I wonder if it would be at all conceivable to go. It would be great. But maybe impractical. Also, it says "Children's Music" below his name, which leads me to believe that it's going to be a bawdy-free program. Not sure if it'd be worth it, in that case. Call me single-minded. I don't know. Hm. _
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05:05:29 AM, Tuesday 6 January 2004

Who is the greatest English prose stylist? _
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06:18:42 PM, Sunday 4 January 2004

Is it "victorious young triads" or "Victoria's young triads"? I always assumed it was the first one, but then I found that a Google search prefers the second one 60 to 21. I'm figuring it's because, for no particular reason, that version of the lyrics just got disseminated more thoroughly over the lyrics pages than the other one. Lord knows enough errors gain immortality that way. But then I'm thinking... could it possibly be "Victoria's"? As in, like, Tomás Luis de Victoria? Does that make any sense? What's so great about his triads, anyway? He wasn't particularly young. And, as far as I know, not particularly favored by Austrian noblemen, the secular bums. I like "victorious young triads". It's an excellent phrase. It means just what it should mean. I'm thinking it's gotta be the right one. But I can't stand this uncertainty! _
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02:12:17 PM, Sunday 4 January 2004


Mirabai Knight
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