How long is too long?
I mean, I know you asked for long, but unless you’re going for a Dr. Who kind of thing, there is such a thing as too long.
Here’s where we are:
[For those of you playing along at home, I'm about 5 feet 9 inches. Chuck is, I think, 6'2" or 6'3". [...]
I don’t care what the calendar says. I don’t care what the weather says. And I certainly don’t care what some overfed rodent in Pennsylvania says. I’m listening to what my calves are saying, and they are saying that it’s spring.
Yeah, my calves. I don’t know why, but I feel spring [...]
As of 11:00 on 11 February 2008, the Boring Scarf of Endless Boringness is longer than our ugly-ass loveseat.
I really hate our couches. I’ve hated them since I was eleven and my parents bought them brand new. When my parents moved out to Illinois, they decided to get new furniture and dumped the [...]
As of 11:19 on 7 February 2008, the Boring Scarf of Endless Boringness is longer than this stack of roleplaying crap.
This is only one of many piles of roleplaying crap we have laying around the apartment – we ran out of bookshelf space four years ago. Bradon suggested that I hold a contest offering [...]
We need to have a little talk.
Oh, this bodes ill. What’s up?
You can’t just keep putting up pictures of that damn scarf next to long/tall things and calling it a blog post. It’s…well, it’s really freaking boring. You’ve been absent from the blog for months, and you come back and give your [...]
As of 10:45 on 5 February, 2008, the Boring Scarf of Endless Boringness is longer than my leg.
That’s a 34 inch inseam, folks!
As of 8:00 on 4 February, 2008, the Boring Scarf of Endless Boringness is longer than the shortest of my three CD racks.
Riveting.
MAD GIRL’S LOVE SONG
A VILLANELLE
By Slyvia Plath
Smith College, ‘54
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I [...]
There’s a part of me that can’t believe I’m going to admit all of this to you.
I really, really wanted to show you a finished dice bag today. And when it all went tits-up last night, I seriously considered taking pictures of my finished object…in the trash. Ta da! Done!
But the yarn [...]
