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It's All Nan's Fault
Praise the name, nan, from land to land!— January 11, 2012 12:28 p.m.
Taunting
Now I am forced to daydream of Irish girls with emerald eyes and hair the color of summer sunsets.— January 9, 2012 6:25 p.m.
The Horse Snippet
All women love horses ... and unicorns.— January 9, 2012 6:19 p.m.
Fallbrook Nature Conservancy: North County's Best Hidden Secret Trails
Nice pictures, Roody, and as for the trash, some people just can not escape their primitive instincts, instints like marking territory, i.e., urinating, defacating, littering.— January 9, 2012 6:15 p.m.
Death Valley Dancer: The Legend of Marta Becket
I saw a show on pbs featuring Marta and her theater in Death Valley. It was interesting and inspiring ... a person and her dream. Thanks, Roody.— January 6, 2012 12:23 p.m.
Luck
Right. They're both rodents. It's probably just the tails. Rats have ugly naked tails, while squirrels have attractive and festive bushy ones. If squirrels didn't have tails or just had hairless ones, the Terminex man would be ridding our yards of them right along with the household vermin. And thanks, bo, for pretending I have a cuter outfit in my closet.— January 1, 2012 6:24 p.m.
Geezerville
Thanx, nan, you're a peach, if I do say so myself--"if I do say so myself" ... what the hell does that mean, anyway? I JUST said it, so of COURSE I have to take credit mySELF for saying it. What a dumb, bombastic figure of speech. Still, American English is the most expressive language in the whole world. Go, U.S.A.!— January 1, 2012 6:11 p.m.
Heaven's Good
I do.— January 1, 2012 4:09 p.m.
Luck
Thanks, bo, for the glimpse into San Francisco's Asian community (long live the beautiful Lucy Liu). Yes, our country, as well as every one of us, needs change and some Hong bao. Along with Cheers and Laugh-in, might I also suggest Seinfeld and Scrubs? Regarding the Chinese zodiac, I always resented being a rat; the characteristics associated with rats are good, it's just the physical aspects of them that are unpleasant. I always wanted to be something visually admirable, like a tiger, a dragon, or even a dog (but not a monkey, primates make me uncomfortable, perhaps because they remind me so much of us), but, I suppose, we all have to accept what we are. Hope plenty of Hong bao finds you and yours, bo. Nice writing.— January 1, 2012 3:55 p.m.
Quantum Motion--A Poem
to the uninvolved, casual observer, love seems so silly and ordinary, to the subjective, however, it's everything.— January 1, 2012 3:28 p.m.