July 27, 2003
what to say?
I often have a long series of days when I just can't write enough. Then I have other days when I don't know what to say. I like to blame it on things like tiredness or being hungry or feeling blue or feeling too happy.
Today I think I'd like to blame it on you.
I believe that I know or have met you. I, therefore, have an urge to talk about you. Because you read this, however, I feel a certain reticence about it all. I don't want to be mean. I actually don't. I'd like to be kind and sweet, but I think that underneath it all, I'm Little Miss Gossip.
So! In order to prove this hypothesis false, the gloves are off, boys and girls. I'm talking trash about everyone. Oh yeah. Look out. It's coming your way.
Except now my stomach hurts and I can't think of anything really bad to say. I will try to soldier through this blockage.
BellyRub wears smelly socks.
When BrotherLove calls and I answer, he always says, "Come in, ya bastards."
My grandmother is shrinking.
PTAMom got stung by bees. One eye looks weird.
Dude! It isn't working. I am no more inspired to write something inspired than I was inspired to do before.
So does that mean I can't pass the burden on to you? Does it mean that the problem lies solely with me?
It can't be solely with me.
I shall consult the heavens and notify you when an adequate and acceptable answer is noted.
oh!
Do you know what I noticed while writing this? I noticed that the word "bitch" actually looks like a bitchy word. It's all pointy at the top with that little dab of spite above the i. Then there's the bottom part. The merciless stomp of the b, the stabbing i, the double stabbing h, and then the subtle hooks of the c and t. That word will kill you and then rip you to pieces.
That thar's a scary word, y'all.
I suspect that one day in the future I will tell you about other words that look like what they are. Or not.
Posted by dotty at July 27, 2003 09:24 PM