I wonder how many underemployed English lit grads have used some derivation of 'Grub Street' in the title of their blogs?
xenial
What can sometimes require an unreal amount of back-and-forth was accomplished in three email messages earlier this week, when The Cat and I made xenial Turkey Day arrangements.
empyreal
One drawback to living in this part of the world, so near a huge city, is that the empyreal vista is never truly dark.
- I am thinking … about the nature of best-friendship. Is there any better position to be in? Or any tougher?
- I am thankful for … flannel sheets, tea & toast, and headache medicine.
- From the kitchen … I can hear the faint sounds of a plant ("in sick-bay") needing a little TLC, some half-prepared food in the fridge that I should have given some attention this weekend, and the hollow echo of No Bread from my lunch-making options tomorrow, damn it.
- I am wearing … my gray long-sleeved Kauai, Hawaii t-shirt over another shirt, black-and-white checked flannel PJ pants, white Nike athletic socks, and tan leather shearling (presumably artificial?) slippers
- I am creating … havoc wherever I roam.
(Oh, how I wish.) - I am going … a little stir-crazy, I have to admit. I've been particularly alone for longer than I'm used to, and while I don't generally mind it, this time around it's causing some unexpected ripples.
- I am reading … a big ol' stack of books, plus whatever's booted up on the Kindle at the moment. Closest to me are The Unexpected Houseplant and The Best American Poetry 2012.
- I am hoping … that someone buys the snowplow VERY soon. No, this is not a euphemism.
- I am hearing … my own fingers on the keyboard and the occasional motorcycle revving that signifies a text message from Mumblito.
- Around the house … I apparently have a lot of interesting art. No one's mentioned it in so long that I sort of forget about it--but my dinner guest a couple of weeks ago was kind enough to compliment it.
- One of my favorite things … is a short, unexpected note from a friend.
- A few plans for the rest of the week … include work, grocery shopping, reading, and prehaps sending the two boxes that have been accumulating things to go southwest and northwest, if I get myself in gear. Oh, and hiding out from the holiday on Wednesday.
- A picture to share …
H&P, c.1994. They were pretty tight.
1. Only British lit. I'd never heard of this. :-)
ReplyDelete2. M-W now wants me to sign up when I visit. Boo! Corollary: dictionary.com doesn't have 'xenial' in it. Boo!
3. Friendship: indeed.
4. I've heard nothing from anyone I know about the plow. :(
5. Better name for Certain Person: Balbuceadorito. I especially like the last 3 syllables.
6. That couch looks a whole lot like the couch I grew up with. In another state. Far away from you in 1994 (and every other year). Which never, ever had cats on it. I miss that couch.
7. You and "Tom Havoc" should start a business together.
And because YOU have never heard of it, it's unheard of? ;)
ReplyDeleteI should really start submitting definitions to thefreedictionary.com for words that they don't already have, rather than linking to M-W, which would solve some of our problems.
I wonder what we could bundle with the plow, to make it more appealing. Maybe a bag of puffy cheetos?
Um, one of the good things about "Mumbles" and all its derivations = easy to, well, mumble. Anyway, wouldn't that mean "little babbler"? It makes him sound like a brook! :D
That couch was $%^&* nasty. We left it in A2, only after dragging it to the curb and gutting it like a whale. It divulged ~20 years of my former spouse's life, including GI Joe guys and probably $40 in change, plus at least 15 cat toys.
I miss those cats. Or that cat-unit, since it looks like they don't separate.
As to #7: if only!!!