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31 May 2007 @ 04:54 pm

Still working through that Hell Quarterly story, and looks like I'm going to make it! *huge relieved sigh*

Meanwhile, not checking LJ frequently enough has caused me to miss out on a prompt-claiming fury at

spn_harlequin. I'm so much more email-activated than f-list-activated. :(

Nifty Tip: This idea came to me yesterday, after fixing a flat tire on a bike ride, and it turns out that it works: if you've got grease/tire mess on your hands, rub them all over with hand lotion and rinse before washing with soap and water. The lotion pulls the grease stains right off!

Today's cycling: An adventure ride of searching for the pedestrian overpass crossing I-80, part of my investigation into bicycle-commuting. Found it! However, the route from it to the office goes through two questionable sub-areas of Sacramento, over a few hills, and through a bazillion stoplights. Also also covers 9-10 miles on this side of the freeway alone. Hmmmm....

Poetry: Dug up some Ogden Nash for a poetry project Lauren has in class. This poem cracked me up, although hardly anyone else seems to find it as funny as I do. Nevertheless:

     The Octopus
     Tell me, O Octopus, I begs
     Is those things arms, or is they legs?
     I marvel at thee, Octopus;
     If I were thou, I'd call me Us.

Also, for my Supernatural friends, just because it exists, The Wendigo :0

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6 comments | Say what you feel

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lampshade_days on June 1st, 2007 12:10 am (UTC)

Hee. I enjoy that poem.

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halfshellvenus on June 1st, 2007 01:30 am (UTC)

It's the final line that made me laugh out loud, and my daughter didn't get it and my husband thought it was "okay."

Ogden Nash just clearly speaks to my wavelength. ;)

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angstpuppy on June 1st, 2007 01:29 am (UTC)

Also, for my Supernatural friends, just because it exists, The Wendigo :0

Oh, heeee...
There so needs to be a story where Sam quotes that to Dean. And Dean already knows it. Or they quote it back and forth to each other, or...

Erm...yes, anyway....

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halfshellvenus on June 1st, 2007 01:32 am (UTC)

I was so surprised to find that in the book, and at first I thought, "Wendigo? Really? Maybe it's unrelated." And then I read the poem and... no. Perhaps less gruesome than the one in the episode, but clearly of the same ilk. ;)

As you are lolling hammockwise
It contemplates you stomachwise.

And maybe hangs you up and saves you for later.... Ewwww!

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erinrua on June 2nd, 2007 05:38 am (UTC)

And thou art daft, but we already knew that. *G*

Ogden Nash rulez! We so need Dean quoting that Wendigo poem at Sam. Or no, maybe Sam can blow Dean's mind by quoting it at him! Hee! And then dissolving into those adorable high-pitched Sammy cackles .... LOL!

Dang, now I want to write absurd poetry with words like "tentacally" .... ;-)
Cheers ~

Erin

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halfshellvenus on June 2nd, 2007 07:56 am (UTC)

Dang, now I want to write absurd poetry with words like "tentacally" .... ;-)

That's one of the things I love about Ogden Nash. I get such a kick out of making up words, but to be used in a humorous way as he does. It's a matter of knowing the language so well that you can bend it to your will and pretzel it for comic effect.

Which is NOT the same as inventing words like "motify" or "toleration" or "orientate" and using them seriously. ;)

Must be a family thing-- I still prefer my Dad's word "Gobster" over the real word, "Lobster." "Gobster" is just so much more aggressively weird, not unlike the hideous and delicious beast itself!

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