Today we went over to Tiara's and Ghosthunter's for dinner. First, all of us (except Tiara who is, unfortunately, not bi-lingual) spoke in pig latin. The kids, for an added challenge, spoke pig latin with pig (ham) in their mouths. Then we all laughed and laughed and laughed till our ribs cracked at things that wouldn't have been funny if we were with anyone else. I'll tell you, a real treasure is friends who laugh at the same things you do. Particularly if you have a "unique" sense of humor, like me. Delta was in such a fine fettle tonight, every time I think of the things he said I chuckle. Unfortunately I can't share them with you because, as I mentioned above, you wouldn't find them funny. I love Regina Spektor even more today than I did yesterday. And this morning, I figured out how to end my short story. Sigh. Now I can stop nodding and lying and really end the story. Yay.
Neither a man nor a crowd nor a nation can be trusted to act humanely or to think sanely under the influence of a great fear. -Bertrand Russell, philosopher, mathematician, author, Nobel laureate (1872-1970)
What I'm Reading
I LOVE this series. L-O-V-E it.
About Me
- DawnApril
- I'm a writer. I love champagne. I'm spending the next year of my life getting myself invited to other people's churches (temples, sacred spaces, houses of worship - by whatever name you choose) and I'm writing a book about it. I've got a friend who takes really good pictures. She's a professional, matter of fact. An ar-teest. You'll see her work here because she's coming with me.
1 comment:
Glad you are feeling better.
Glad you have the ending for your story.
Glad. Glad. Glad.
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