Thursday, December 22, 2005

take up your swords. With all the recent falderal about "wars on" (terrorism, decency, us, them, Christmas... you name it), I've decided that I've been awfully remiss in not dealing with things in the new combative way. So, without further ado or pretence of peace, 25 things I am declaring war on as of right now: Kenny G Christmas Albums. Pressed Pork Products. Punch with banana in it. Excessively low-rise pants. The word "ho". The taste of envelope glue. Insomnia. Hit and Run Drivers. Dewey Decimal System. The New INXS. Hot or Not. Iron Chef America. Too much mayo in the tuna salad. Calling anyone with a facility for dealing with a certain entity or entities a "whisperer" E.T. the ExtraTerrestrial (still scares the cucumber out of me, even 23 years later.) Fat Calipers. "Cool" mobile phone rings. Expired milk. 50% of Vancouver's bus drivers. Ambercrombie and Fitch catalogues. Partisan ornaments. Vests without shirts underneath. Anna Nicole Smith. Jones' Thanksgiving Sodas. The View. Those are things that need fightin'. Anybody have a Nerf bat? 1:37:59 AM    well, yes, but...  [] cup. It always amazes me how talented and brilliant my fellow bloggers are. How did a goober like me happen across such an accomplished and inspiring group of individuals? I've read and 'met' artists, writers, musicians, designers, scholars, doctors, lawyers, teachers... the list goes on and on. I'm so excited to see how you use your gifts. And so blessed when I get to enjoy them in my own little world. So, thank you, Mark, for the gorgeous work of your hands. I'm honoured to receive a piece of what you do so beautifully. Am I a lucky duck or what?! 1:18:04 AM    well, yes, but...  []

© Copyright 2006 Meg Fowler. Last update: 3/4/06; 2:31:14 PM.