WHEN A TEN DAY RUN OF ANTIBIOTICS ISN'T ENOUGH:
Dear Mister Pharmacy Man,
Please give Anne Frasier any drugs she wants.
Yours truly,
Dr. Coathanger
FIRST REAL SNOWFALL:
the new tires suck.
MANUSCRIPT IS PRINTED OUT:
will put it aside for a few days, then do a final proof and polish.
SECRET MESSAGES:
light hit a lamp base at a weird angle and i noticed some smartass had written SHIT in the dust. i plan to don a Hazmat suit and clean house.
MYSPACE:
if you leave a massive ad comment on my page, you will be deleted. i'm not talking about people i know, and i'm not talking about some bit of advertising along with something else. i'm talking about those comments that are the most blatant of blatant. like buy my book. blurb. cover quotes. price. link. giant image of book.
delete.
WHAT I GOT FOR CHRISTMAS:
i'm really enjoying two CDs.
William Elliott Whitmore's SONGS OF THE BLACKBIRD.
BLACKBIRD
Cat Power -- THE GREATEST
15 comments:
So now you're blurbing your own blog posts? Interesting idea. Makes me wonder if my own posts could stand up to the TV Guide test.
Jaye...hehehehe.
Thanks for the blurbs, Anne. Verra entertaining. ;)
I don't don a Hazmat suit while cleaning, but I should. I do have to wear a mask to keep from inhaling the dust, though. If I don't, I end up having to take antibiotics. (But only for three days.)
patti, thanks. :) i think cat power's new CD is maybe her best yet. solid all the way through. love the song love and communication. a departure for her, and kind of has a neil young driving build to it.
jaye, it's interesting what the mind comes up with at 3:00 am. i'm actually surprised this makes any sense at all. thought of the post, then couldn't go back to sleep until i posted it. grrrr. i need therapy. :O
heather, i wear a mask too!
:D asthma and allergies. which is how i ended up needing atibiotics. asthma medicine gave me a UTI.
Coming up with blog post ideas is a bitch, isn't it?
God knows how I manage three times a week.
What about those blatant self-promo comments that get knocked down by other comments, then the same BSP friend comes back and posts the same thing again to be the first comment. haha! That's annoying. =D
I should probably wear a mask when I clean just so my ugly mug doesn't scare the mice and spiders. What's BSP stand for? Am I one? I hope so, it sounds sort of exotic.
And P.S., I like the dust mite pic a lot. I notice the file name is dads_dust_mite.jpg. This leads to several questions, foremost being why is Dad's dust mite special? Does it have a name? Is it a pet? Just curious. I so want it to be someone's pet. Pretty low maintenance pet, I imagine. You just have to generate dust to feed it. I can see this is going to have to turn into a post of my own.... Thanks lots, Dr. Coathanger!
rob, you and i were talking about coming up with blog content when we were in madison. at that time i wasn't really having much of a problem, but i've now hit a wall and don't know if i'll recover.
kelly, i haven't experienced that!! oh, that would have me fuming! :D i'd spend an hour looking for their profile just to have the satisfaction of deleting it. :D
hulles, BSP is bastards selling...selling... porn? nah, that's not good. it's really blatant self promotion.
yeah, i wondered about the dad's dustmite too! pretty funny.
That dust mite looks like it's wearing a corderoy suit. Freaky.
I have a tendency to just talk about whatever random thought is in my head. Not always terribly interesting, but sometimes it's kinda cool. Actually I dig the blurbage idea.
Totally with you on the antibiotic thing, Anne. How about my bugs meet your bugs and do lunch?
angie, it does look like corduroy. almost makes him cuddly. i wonder if they have any stuffed animals that look like mites. that would be cute.
mindy, oh yeah! a cootie party! :D
angie, and speaking of your blog....
WTF?
in safari i get a blank page.
in firefox a page of template code. i've never seen the code on a blog before. that's a new screwed up for me.
I know, I know. I have no idea what the hell is going on. Think I'll make a back-up of the whole she-bang and see if I can figure out wass'up.
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