Sohbet – Snotty Seuss Slam

Well, it’s cold and flu season again, and we had so much fun with the headcold haiku last year I thought all you sadly snotty suffering people could use a bit of cheer. So, this round how about a Seuss Slam on all things snot related? A jolly exchange of odes to the code in your node.

I’ll get you started with some motherly advice, then I want to hear your snotty, seussy poems!

Spit it out! (My mother said
of that stuff in my lungs
that drips from my head.)

You can’t leave that gunk
sitting there in your chest.
Don’t just cough a little,
cough BIG, it’s the best.

Now listen to your mom’s advice,
a dainty cough won’t save your life!
Heed my words, or you’ll get pneumonia
and I’ll find you dead, next time I phone you.

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Valerie’s guide to making out

I bet you all were afraid I wouldn’t post any more after I quit the 100 days thing. Well you’re wrong.

I bet you all have been wondering what I’ve been doing with my brain in all this quiet and solitude…

Well, I’ve come up with a flow chart to help you decide when to, well… you know… Continue reading »

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Day 90 – whatever happened to the pitching of woo?

My friend has just gotten started on internet dating. So far she’s gotten way more hits than she expected (YAY!), but the emails she’s been getting are clearly indicative of the fact men have forgotten how to pitch woo (Boo…).

Now, the pitching of woo is a different thing from the hurling of sheep or whatever it is they do on facebook these days. Woo (our deep late night patio discourse has determined) is something beyond dating, it actually precedes dating, it is the taking the effort to get to know a girl, convince her of your honourable intentions, sell her on the idea of dating before you even date. Continue reading »

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Day 89 – Smart Girls, Pretty Girls

Brian ducks down to get through the small door, steps into the court. Mike is already warming up, lazily bouncing the ball off various walls.

“Hey, how’d the date go?”

“Alright… I guess.”

“Yeah. What’d you do?” Mike lines up to serve, really launches it.

Brian dives for the corner, sneakers squeaking, thwacks it high in return. It bounces off the back wall. “Point. …coffee.”

“Dude! Coffee? That’ll kill ya right from the start.” Continue reading »

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The Truth About Hearts and Flowers

flowershopLet me tell you what I learned by recovering from a devastating break-up while working in a flower shop. Continue reading »

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