tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459857.post6938945191228640446..comments2023-10-26T05:43:54.865-05:00Comments on Screed: there may be some residual hostility...Delia Christinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00433503510087047283noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459857.post-62401064364577050882007-11-06T18:21:00.000-06:002007-11-06T18:21:00.000-06:00Ding, so far you're the only contributor to my fes...Ding, so far you're the only contributor to my festival. So, apart from your contribution, which, might I say, is a pillar of literature, my festival is falling flat. <BR/><BR/>Tonight, I hope you dream of your next boyfriend. Manfriend. Sexobject.jp 吉平https://www.blogger.com/profile/15198270192000552582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459857.post-38760067369754516552007-11-06T17:36:00.000-06:002007-11-06T17:36:00.000-06:00it's a B- story! i always tell stories about B-!i...it's a B- story! i always tell stories about B-!<BR/><BR/>i posted a very nice imperfect haiku on your site. i feel miffed.Delia Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00433503510087047283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459857.post-8952032241900084142007-11-06T17:20:00.000-06:002007-11-06T17:20:00.000-06:00When did this blog become a Dixie Chick video? My...When did this blog become a Dixie Chick video? My God, I'm still trying to get over "lasagna of tension." <BR/><BR/>Speaking of tension lasagna, my haiku festival is falling flat. I'm going to start writing some under fake names.jp 吉平https://www.blogger.com/profile/15198270192000552582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459857.post-62084725884354961712007-11-06T16:07:00.000-06:002007-11-06T16:07:00.000-06:00it *is* funny, isn't it?i replayed this exchange a...it *is* funny, isn't it?<BR/>i replayed this exchange all the way to work and i couldn't stop smiling.<BR/><BR/>good times.Delia Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00433503510087047283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459857.post-39240880598279288112007-11-06T15:35:00.000-06:002007-11-06T15:35:00.000-06:00I'm laughing outloud, right now and had to close m...I'm laughing outloud, right now and had to close my office door because I cannot be seen having too much fun at my desk.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459857.post-5482133643769371582007-11-06T12:43:00.000-06:002007-11-06T12:43:00.000-06:00heh. First Lady Barbara Bush becomes Crazy Lady B...heh. First Lady Barbara Bush becomes Crazy Lady Barbara Bush living on a hill. i can see that.<BR/><BR/>(technically, 'i' did not kill B-, either. it was the masked intruder.)Delia Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00433503510087047283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459857.post-73192295801499313532007-11-06T12:20:00.000-06:002007-11-06T12:20:00.000-06:00Ha!I dreamed that I was out of town and staying in...Ha!<BR/><BR/>I dreamed that I was out of town and staying in Barbara Bush's big old brick house atop a hill. All the furnishings were old, and all the room-sized rugs looked to be about 60 years old. But imperious bat Mrs. Bush declared that I was ruining the carpet in the room I was staying in, which I so was not because they were all threadbare around the edges anyway. So she kicked me out in Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.com