Showing posts with label nablopomo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nablopomo. Show all posts

Thursday, November 10, 2022

Do you want to make dreams, but not enough any time?

Tis the month when I normally post something every single day/whether or not I've got somethin' to say*

But not this November! I have just been taking notes, on scraps of paper, on electronic scraps of electronic paper, and in me own head. Things like

  • My own typos that are cracking me up: Security breeches
  • Things found on the internets that are cracking me up: Concatenated Order of Hoo-Hoo
  • I angrily returned a pair of sunglasses because they were crooked. It turns out my face is crooked (all the sunglasses, including the replacement pair, sit askew on my face. I guess I inherited my dad's uneven ears after all!)
  • On our way to the park with Clover in the morning, we watched a gaggle of geese cross the street in a line as meandering and leisurely as a group of middle school kids, while cars waited in both directions. Thirty seconds later, the geese were aloft, honking and flying low over our heads (I covered mine with my arms) en route to the pond. Walked across the street, then flew across the park.


And then, of course, there's the usual gleaning of the internets:

Trending.

Who can blame them, really?

Synonyms for fuddled.


Never enough any time.

Of moste pleasaunte taste.



*poet/know it

Friday, November 02, 2018

Nablopomo

Palczewski Suffrage Postcard Archive


Here we go, the month of November, in which I attempt to write a little somethin in this blorg every day, even when I've got nothing to say!

Today is November the second, and unless their plans have changed (i.e. their alarms didn't go off in the middle of the night), my best pal Holly and her daughter Maia are on their way to tour colleges in Maine, starting this very morning, with the college that is a mere blocks from my house. I have my fingers crossed that Maia loves this conveniently-located college.

Mark is out of town, so Clover is extra cuddly. It may be due to slight anxiety, but I'll take it.