Saturday, July 28, 2007

Friday, July 27, 2007

"Win what? What is the victory of a cat on a hot tin roof?"


This pic was taken by one of mis amigos in Italia.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

More like "Run, Yeti, run and don't look back, we've got Shakespeare! You'll never understand it!"



NOTES FROM A NONEXISTENT HIMALAYAN EXPEDITION

So these are the Himalayas.
Mountains racing to the moon.
The moment of their start recorded
on the startling, ripped canvas of the sky.
Holes punched in a desert of clouds.
Thrust into nothing.
Echo--a white mute.
Quiet.

Yeti, down there we've got Wednesday,
bread and alphabets.
Two times two is four.
Roses are red there,
and violets are blue.

Yeti, crime is not all
we're up to down there.
yeti, not every sentence there
means death.

We've inherited hope-
the gift of forgetting.
You'll see how we give birth among the ruins.

Yeti, we've got Shakespeare there.
Yeti, we play solitaire
and violin. At nightfall,
we turn lights on, Yeti.

Up here it's neither moon nor earth.
Tears freeze.
Oh Yeti, semi-moonman,
turn back, think again!

I called this to the Yeti
inside four walls of avalance,
stomping my feet for warmth
on the everlasting
snow.

-Wislawa Symborska (1923 - )
from View With a Grain of Sand

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Did you lose a whisker, Merlin?


'Cuz the whisker-fairy came and youze LOADED!

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Wilkommen meine kleine Kindern...



Möchten Sie ein bißen der heißen Schokoladen?

Friday, July 13, 2007

Carne for Kitty.





This 12 year-old family kitty named 'Little Kitty' (profound namers are we) has an endless appetite for meat. When I visit over the holidays she gets holiday ham and any other leftovers and she NEVER says no to any kind of meat, so watch your hand, mate.