Monthly Archives: August 2002
So bored I might die from it.
I don’t know if this is funny. I do know I’m just bored enough to post twice today. Anyway, yesterday Nuala and Michele and I were discussing how Nuala’s cousin, Jenn, who has a show on Canadian MTV, is considered cool and glamorous by the rest of her family. Next after her on the glamour … Continue reading
In the snogg
When I woke up this morning, the sentence streaming over and over again through my brain was this: ‘Fraid to put your meanie and crockett in the snogg??? It sounds like spam, doesn’t it? Now even my brain is registered to receive junk mail. Here’s what else I woke up thinking: On a street across … Continue reading
And another thing…
“Good morning,” says the professor in a heavy French accent. “Good morning,” I say, in just my plain old voice. “You see,” he says, “people are so rude.” And he reads me a note one of his students has written him. I agree that it is rude. “But language comes from the body, you know?” … Continue reading
Viking in the sack
Outside my office window I’m watching a boy with no arms. He’s dressed pretty nicely for an armless boy. His shirt has all its buttons fastened and he’s wearing shoes with laces. Is it possible he put all this on using only prehensile toes and strong teeth? Then again, he’s walking with his girlfriend. Maybe … Continue reading