Here's the weekly best of what I've gleaned from I Can Has Cheezburger efforts.
There are some really creative folks out there.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
LOLCATS WEEKLY ROUND-UP FOR 22 NOVEMBER 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
2011 HOLIDAYS
My Thanksgiving plans are small-scale and in the comfort zone between avoidance and obligation. It was never a reliably "good" holday for my family, I care not for other folks' turkey nor any version of pumpkin pie, and since I had ancestors both at Jamestown and Plymouth Rock, I am not willing to forget what our arrival did to my other ancestors on this continent in the name of giving thanks.
So that day I will have my usual attendant care (they never get holidays and laughed gaily when I brought it up) and gladly not deal with family of origin. I plan to eat a midafternoon feastette of pot roast and gravy, mashed potatoes, spinach, cranberry jelly, and when I can return for dessert, pecan pie. Dinah is disgusted about the lack of a bird carcass but I will share freely of the pot roast, so she will get by somehow.
I do love cornbread stuffing, and REAL sweet potatoes (mashed with butter and cream, no sugar and jezus christ no marshmallows), and my Mama's cherry pie. If you want to drop any of those by, I'll eat some. Otherwise, I will bemoan the drek on TV and wait for Margot to get done with a regular workday for our impious skype. And be glad for the community I gathered for myself.
Friday, November 18, 2011
JUSTCAPSHUNZ WEEKLY ROUND-UP FOR 18 NOVEMBER 2011
And now the Friday blast from Just Capshunz. Because starting the weekend snarky is a good idea. (Smooch.)
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
LOLCATS WEEKLY ROUNDUP FOR 15 NOVEMBER 2011
Here's the weekly best of what I've gleaned from I Can Has Cheezburger efforts.
There are some really creative folks out there.
Monday, November 14, 2011
BLUES FOR MARJ
My gal from Shakespeare country, she sure know how to talk
My gal from Shakespeare country, she sure know how to talk
Her words have built my safety, and shut out ice with calk
She knows the spiral journey that make me downright crazy
She knows the spiral journey that make me downright crazy
And when the sweat is dryin', she then can love me lazy
She bangs around the kitchen with magic in her hands
She bangs around the kitchen with magic in her hands
We cook with matchin' savour, unknown to any man
She got the ring I gave her on a string around her neck
She got the ring I gave her on a string around her neck
She chooses me, but we both know, she never at my beck
I took her all the way, and never felt her go
I took her all the way, and never felt me go
We stayed until the drop-off, until we said "No mo"
She use me as a windbreak, and tell me all her woe
She use me as a windbreak, and tell me all her woe
They ain't no part of her that I don't ache to know
© Maggie Jochild, written 13 November 2011, 1:00 p.m.
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