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twoweevils) wrote2005-12-20 06:53 pm
twoweevils) wrote2005-12-20 06:53 pm
Another (mostly) content-free post from K.
1. One of my co-workers has brought in tin after tin after tin of homemade Christmas cookies. The first time I saw them, I was like, "But I always bake cookies for everyone!" But I don't, not anymore. It's really something you do when you're young and underemployed--not a forty-something with two jobs and a commuter marriage. And a broken oven.
2. I will be so relieved when I get my mother to the airport tomorrow. She is in such a tizzy about what to pack and what the trip is going to be like. We realized today that no one in my family (except my sister) has been to California since about 1978.
3. There's a site out there which will make drabbles for you, more or less in the style of Mad Libs. Here's my creation:
A Smart Day To Lick
Gibbs stepped nervously out into the smooth sunshine, and admired DiNozzo's
back. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a large sight."
DiNozzo climbed off the badge and walked tenderly across the grass to greet
his lover. Gibbs patted DiNozzo on the thigh and then tried to lick him
slowly, but without success.
"That's all right," DiNozzo said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not friendly," Gibbs. "Not as friendly as the time we licked with a
gun."
DiNozzo nodded slyly. "We were joyous back in those days."
"Our necks were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Gibbs said.
"Everything seems gentle and soft when you're young."
"Of course," DiNozzo said. "But now we're hot, we can still have fun. If we go
about it intelligently."
"Intelligently?" Gibbs said . "But how?"
"With this," DiNozzo said and held out a wet desk. "Just take that with some
water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to lick."
Gibbs swallowed the desk at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were
able to lick intelligently. They licked like a squid after a three-day bender.
Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
K.
2. I will be so relieved when I get my mother to the airport tomorrow. She is in such a tizzy about what to pack and what the trip is going to be like. We realized today that no one in my family (except my sister) has been to California since about 1978.
3. There's a site out there which will make drabbles for you, more or less in the style of Mad Libs. Here's my creation:
A Smart Day To Lick
Gibbs stepped nervously out into the smooth sunshine, and admired DiNozzo's
back. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a large sight."
DiNozzo climbed off the badge and walked tenderly across the grass to greet
his lover. Gibbs patted DiNozzo on the thigh and then tried to lick him
slowly, but without success.
"That's all right," DiNozzo said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not friendly," Gibbs. "Not as friendly as the time we licked with a
gun."
DiNozzo nodded slyly. "We were joyous back in those days."
"Our necks were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Gibbs said.
"Everything seems gentle and soft when you're young."
"Of course," DiNozzo said. "But now we're hot, we can still have fun. If we go
about it intelligently."
"Intelligently?" Gibbs said . "But how?"
"With this," DiNozzo said and held out a wet desk. "Just take that with some
water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to lick."
Gibbs swallowed the desk at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were
able to lick intelligently. They licked like a squid after a three-day bender.
Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
K.