c'est moi

Penn Valley/Seattle, Roots in CA, Roosts in WA
"there are things you do because they feel right and they may make no sense and they make no money and it may be the real reaon we are here: to love eachother and to eat eachother's cooking and say it was good" -storypeople

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Multiples


1) There was a pack of old men on the bus yesterday. Their voices were like worn down sneakers trudging down a gravel road or like how I would imagine grumpy, yet freshly fed hyenas would sound. Muttering about the rain and about the best way to get a free ride.

"Have you had that green apple flavor kind?
No, I don't drink that shit. Give me the real stuff.
What do you think of Jose?
How 'bout Jack?
Heh heh heh."

2) Pot-bellied, wood burning stoves, very black with a kettle on for tea.

3) Mountian Dulcimer practice.

4) Yoga Zone with Jen and Jeanie.

5) Notions make suitable ornaments for the lovely 5 footer Noble Fir who has taken his place next to the butter yellow velvet armchair.

6) Murray McMurray mail order fowl.

Those were the good ones, these are the bad:

not enough postage, not enough pasture, not enough Smog, and too many crazy ladies who make messes in the fitting room.

1 comment:

Lael Meidal said...

hm, I guess it's been a while since I've been here! I hope you had a wonderful christmas. I'll be calling you soon...love the blog's new look, by the way. love.