Sunday comes only once a week
Aug. 1st, 2004 02:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
incandescensPut together the woman-with-dragon stikfa this afternoon, and my fingers are still regretting it. Still, looks gratifyingly impressive on my bookshelf. I think that's one piece I won't be taking in to work.
The new Pirates game from Wizkids seems set to be the latest craze. Must pick up just one pack next week to see what it's all about. (Don't worry, it won't be more than one -- I have far too many other addictions.)
Speaking of which, Storm Riders grows more and more interesting. The deeper one gets into it, the more investment you have in the characters. Though am I alone in wanting to give Cloud the kicking of a lifetime? (If only I had Deity of Wind kick, that is.) Thoroughly otokorashii. What a splendidly descriptive word that is.
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Elephants Are Different to Different People
Wilson and Pilcer and Snack stood before the zoo elephant.
Wilson said, "What is its name? Is it from Asia or Africa? Who feeds it? Is it a he or a she? How old is it? Do they have twins? How much does it cost to feed? How much does it weigh? If it dies, how much will another one cost? If it dies, what will they use the bones, the fat, and the hide for? What use is it besides to look at?"
Pilcer didn't have any questions; he was murmering to himself, "It's a house by itself, walls and windows, the ears came from tall cornfields, by God; the architect of those legs was a workman, by God; he stands like a bridge out across the deep water; the face is sad and the eyes are kind; I know elephants are good to babies."
Snack looked up and down and at last said to himself, "He's a tough son-of-a-gun outside and I'll bet he's got a strong heart, I'll bet he's strong as a copper-riveted boiler inside."
They didn't put up any arguments.
They didn't throw anything in each other's faces.
Three men saw the elephant three ways
And let it go at that.
They didn't spoil a sunny Sunday afternoon;
"Sunday comes only once a week," they told each other.
-- Carl Sandburg
The new Pirates game from Wizkids seems set to be the latest craze. Must pick up just one pack next week to see what it's all about. (Don't worry, it won't be more than one -- I have far too many other addictions.)
Speaking of which, Storm Riders grows more and more interesting. The deeper one gets into it, the more investment you have in the characters. Though am I alone in wanting to give Cloud the kicking of a lifetime? (If only I had Deity of Wind kick, that is.) Thoroughly otokorashii. What a splendidly descriptive word that is.
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Elephants Are Different to Different People
Wilson and Pilcer and Snack stood before the zoo elephant.
Wilson said, "What is its name? Is it from Asia or Africa? Who feeds it? Is it a he or a she? How old is it? Do they have twins? How much does it cost to feed? How much does it weigh? If it dies, how much will another one cost? If it dies, what will they use the bones, the fat, and the hide for? What use is it besides to look at?"
Pilcer didn't have any questions; he was murmering to himself, "It's a house by itself, walls and windows, the ears came from tall cornfields, by God; the architect of those legs was a workman, by God; he stands like a bridge out across the deep water; the face is sad and the eyes are kind; I know elephants are good to babies."
Snack looked up and down and at last said to himself, "He's a tough son-of-a-gun outside and I'll bet he's got a strong heart, I'll bet he's strong as a copper-riveted boiler inside."
They didn't put up any arguments.
They didn't throw anything in each other's faces.
Three men saw the elephant three ways
And let it go at that.
They didn't spoil a sunny Sunday afternoon;
"Sunday comes only once a week," they told each other.
-- Carl Sandburg
