Gimme Ice Cream on My Birthday

April 3, 2008

Vivienne! My dearest Vivienne! Summer is almost here! This means, of course, that long leisurely weekends beckon to us.

And when I think of summer, I think of the beach.

And when I think of the beach, I think of South Africa.

And when I think of South Africa, I think of Dave Chappelle as Prince.

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Which led to the grossly sentimental poem below.


I Want You

The Elks and their fish fries. There’s always a fish fry come this time of year.

[rest-of-poem has gone to the fish fry and will be singing karaoke if she feels so inclined]


Because This Kind of Poem Must Be Accompanied by a Dog in an Outrageous Outfit.

April 3, 2008

It’s true. This is the promise I’m making to you, fellow NaPoWriMo-ers, fellow Googlers, fellow fellows of this planet earth: when I post a poem like this, I promise to also post a photo of a dog in an outrageous outfit. And if the poem is even more unsettling than this, there shall be a cat in an outrageous outfit. And if, God forbid, it goes to a level of supreme unsettlement beyond even THAT, there shall be a squirrel in an outrageous outfit. Oh yes, my friends. Oh yes. I am prepared. So read the poem, and if it’s unsettling, look at the dog. Know that the dog is furry and kind. Know that the dog is wearing an outfit designed by Vivienne Westwood. Know that it cost two thousand five hundred pounds. Know that that is $4,987.52. Know, at least, that Moet champagne comes in a small little bottle. And be glad. Be glad, friends. Be glad.

Regardless of Forecast/Foreseen

[it's still gonna rain.]