No, I do believe it predates the Berenstains by about 30 or 40 years. I thought it was a Golden Book but couldn’t find it online. I did, however, find a few favorites like the Pokey Little Puppy and the Saggy Baggy Elephant. But this one was one of my all time favorites!
Mr. Anachi and I did our absentee ballots on Sunday. From what I hear, the lines around O-Town are anywhere from one to two hours long to vote early. I wonder if anybody will be left come votin’ day?
I confess, I liked the Davinci Code but I wouldn’t say it compares to The Grapes of Wrath or For Whom The Bell Tolls or nothin.
But merrily, the bodice rippers say four hour erections are the absolute minimum. Heck, I remember this one, where the guy had two erections at the same time and since he was the only male type fellow in the room… It was a romance novel, and my memory from when I was twelve is perfect, so it must be true.
Rest easy swampy, the photos of you in the bodice and hot pants are very flattering. Sure, you’re a little flat chested in that one shot, but yer a boy and that’s a good thing.
So taters, what kind of book do you want to read? Laurie Notaro is good mildly fluffy fun. I just started The Florence King Reader, she’s pretty good so far. Who was talking about the War of the Flowers? I just got that in the mail and hope to start it pretty soon. Criminy, it’s a big book. Which is great if it’s a good book, which it’d better be because I almost always finish a book once I start, like some sort of literary vapor lock. And some books are so bad a fork to the eye would be more kind.
Gophers supposedly stay away if you plant gopher purge all over the place. D’you think it’d work on moles? Otherwise, mole-seeking attack cats with stubby little legs for manuevering through the tunnels.
Nah, I’m not much of a fluff or bodice-ripper type of reader. I enjoy a good historical novel. However, I occassionally enjoy something a little different. I really enjoyed Weaveworld. There are a couple of other books that are kind of the same type of thing, and I read those, but I can’t remember the titles. I also enjoy Stephen King, but his last few books have been disappointing.
I recently finished The Princes of Ireland and enjoyed it too. There’s supposed to be a second book in this series and I’m waiting for it to be published.
I need to go run some errands now. I still haven’t eaten any lunch. Maybe I’ll grab a bite when I’m out doing my errands.
I have nothing to add to the ongoing conversation -
Just thought I’d let you guys know that I have returned to the work force. It was just going to be an as needed substitute type thing, but I musta wowed them because they offered me a full time job. I will have to see how it goes, if my kids need me at home more, I will only work a few days a week.
Congrats, misstee! Of course your wowed 'em! You’re one of the MMP Cool Kids!
As for my basement, it’s tidier. We put most of the tools away. The unresolved issue is whether we’ll remember where we put everything when we need something.
And there’ll we a weekend chore done here by someone other than us - the chimney cleaners are coming. So we’ll have nice clean chimneys - on a weekend predicted to be near 80 degrees… go figure.
Mr. Lissar asked me to skim The Da Vinci Coded Decoded, which basically claims that the whole book is true. The Priory of Sion is definitely real! The Templars are still around and doing stuff! Really!
I should read War Of The Flowers. I’m a huge Tad Williams fan. In that I like his stuff, not that I’m huge.
Mr. Lissar and a friend are sparring directly behind me. The floor keeps shaking and I’m waiting for our neighbours to object. They haven’t yet, which I think is very patient of them. Of course, they have a loud black Lab puppy, so perhaps they think it’s better not to complain.
Did someone mention historical fiction? Why, yes, I do believe that Taters mentioned it. Goody.
Have you read Sharon Kay Penman? I love her books, and think that I will now re-read them. I have to finish reading my magazines first–I’m two full weeks behind with the New Yorker, and when I get behind with that magazine, it throws the whole week off. If I’m not done with it by the end of the weekend, Newsweek arrives and I have to read that right away or it will get stale. And when a monthly magazine arrives–well, there’s just not enough hours in the day. I’m halfway through re-reading Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates and I haven’t gotten back to it in weeks. when do people with actual lives ever find time to read?
of course, my all-time fovorite historical fiction writer is Cecelia Holland. If you have not read her books, I heartily recommend (why can I never remember that recommend has two “m’s”, and only one 'c"?) all of her books. She wrote about medieval (a word I never forget how to spell because it’s me die val, and I grew up reading Prince Valiant, but don’t want him to die) Europe in many of her books, although several of her newest are set in 1850’s California, and she has one about the Crusades.
If you like history and fantasy, read Judith Tarr. I especially like her Alamut books, but all her titles are good.
Just doing my part to insure that you in the East will find the MMP on the front page, even on Friday. Now I’m going to go to bed.
I’m getting a cat after Christmas. I think.
What if I get a cat and she doesn’t like me? A dog will like you if you feed her, but cats are different. I want my cat to love me, but also love being home alone all day. And not like sleeping on my face. Is that too much to ask?
Asking a cat not to sit on your face is futile. Throwing it off works for about five minutes.
Mr. Lissar just trotted off to work dressed as a samurai. He’s carrying a shortsword. I guess he can stab his coworkers if they make fun of him. It’s practice sword, though. Not too sharp.
I ate the best yogurt I’ve ever had yesterday. It was 8% milk fat Greek strawberry yogurt. Very creamy.
I’m a demon, I’m a deeeemon! I’ve got horns and bright red hair and red talons and cloven, high heeled hoofs. Plus a red blouse and red tweed pencil skirt and a necklace of teeny little baby heads, because accessories are tres important to all well-dressed demon types. There’s a pitchfork around here somewhere and I’ma gonna poke people with it, yeppers. Have I mentioned halloween is my favorite holiday? Wahoooo!
Your cat will love you Kalley. Check out the mom and see if she’s lovey because that’s a clue sometimes. Then, all you’ve got to do is be your usual sweet self and you’re all set. Nothing to be done about the head sitting though. Cats know your head is where it’s warmest, plus they get points toward an extra life every time they stay on more than thirty seconds. Sort of a feline rodeo.
ACBG and I are going to a Halloween party tomorrow night. We’re going as Jim Anderson and Ward Clever at home. We have slacks, white shirts, cardigan, skinny black ties, pipes (they blow bubbles, heehee) and wingtips. We’re going to give out fatherly advice and say “Let that be a lesson to you” all night. We might not be the couple with the most original costumes but we will be the most obnoxious.
swampy, just beware of a woman in heels, pearls and an apron saying “You sure were hard on the Beaver last night.”
I personally have never vacuumed the house while wearing pearls or heels, but I have done the vacuuming while in a slip and nylons. The story is rather mundane, so I’ll just let the statement speak for itself.
I have not, however, ever gone to a convenience store after midnight in my pajamas. Before midnight, well, that’s not what we’re talking about, is it?
I’m going Trick or Treating dressed as a compassionate conservative. For each piece of candy you give me, I take two more to give to your rich neighbor.
Or maybe a liberal Democrat–for each piece of candy you give me, I take two more to give to the homeless guy on the corner.
Or a Green party member–for each piece of candy you give me, I’ll tell you how many trees were cut down to make the packaging and which species was driven to extinction by the production of the candy itself. Then I’ll try to convince you that soy chocolate is good.
Oh wait, I already have my Holloween costume! I’m going as that scurge of mankind, the eater of souls and interrupter of meals, the fifth horsewoman of the Apocalypse–I’m going to be a political phone canvasser and I’m going to call your house over and over an over again. <cue maniacal laughter>
When this is all over, I’m going to watch nothing but the Cartoon network and Animal Planet for a whole week. Okay, and BBC America, but not anything topical.
My MiL just emailed me to say that she finished with the closing. I officially got $0, from last minute fees, repairs, and a damned tax lien, and I actually owe my agent pocket change short of a grand that the proceeds didn’t cover.
Bu-u-u-u-u-u-t, Mortgage #1 and #2 are paid in full, and no more goons trying to foreclose. Waterfield Mortgage (#1) gets accolades for working with me while I was delinquent. Bank One (#2) can kiss my fat hairy ass for being the pricks they are. Off to the boycott thread to badmouth them even more
That’s great, Bumba. Hmm. I don’t have anything more to add.
Yes, I do. I’m going to Costco in a few minutes to get my brithday microwave! Woohoo! Whenever Quasi-Daughter and Driving Husband get her, that is.
Apropros of nothing, there’s a new Jamie Oliver cookbook out, and it has snack factory recipes. Somehow this validates me teaching Mr. Lissar to use one. You know, that little grill thing that makes pockety sammiches? So now it’s all gourmet.
vunderbob, that is great news! I’m glad it finally all worked out.
I have many errands to run today…lessee…I need to take the boy child out to get a Halloween costume; I may need to go down to the Fed Ex place and pick up our new 'puter because hubby can’t wait until Monday :dubious: ; I have to take some movies back; and I’m sure there will be more.
I’m hoping that tomorrow will be mine (at least until Trick or Treat time), so I can cruise the furniture stores. I’ve been looking and in about two or three weeks I can purchase some. I’ve decided on a sofa, a chair and a half (reclining hopefully) and another chair with an ottoman. To accompany these I’ll get a coffee table, two end tables and maybe a console table. I think I’ll also look into some lamps.
Well, it’s 9:00 a.m. I better get myself in the shower and get ready to face the day.
