It’s been one year since I was googling a phrase that included the words ‘Austin’ and ‘debutante’ (don’t ask), found Bookhart, and fell into the Blogosphere.
Since 1993 we each carve a pumpkin, take pictures, and frame the results. Here are our 2006 jacks:
What a night. I opened up my makeup chair at 3:00 [...]
Preceding events:
The Boy’s snake needed a mouse (so said the Boy).
The Mama went to disgusting local reptile hut to get mouse.
The Snake ignores said mouse, mouse dies. (Actually a bit unclear on this bit– possibly she killed before ignoring).
The Mouse gets stinky overnight.
The Snake, in a fastidious fit, leaves the bottom of her aquarium (which [...]
In defense of my Rot Rox, I present the following Haiku:
I ask, “are you male”
Rot declines to answer me
Situation Pat.
A different approach-
“The red square at your groin is…?”
Now Rot is angry.
On to another:
“Do you drink red wine my friend?”
Perplexing answer.
Suspicions take root
Is my Rot in denial?
Concerns are growing.
Henceforth emerges
the lack of Rot tolerance
for inane questions.
So [...]
Sadly, I lost the chance to buy this on e-bay:
Yes, I missed out on a Congressman Mark Foley action figure, all six inches of it. Rot Rox needs a friend, and Mr. Foley would have been perfect. Just imagine their conversation:
Action Figure Foley: How’s my favorite young stud doing?
Rot Rox: You [...]
Meet Rot Rox, my new bud. He’s my virtual talking playmate. Really. You must be careful what you ask him– he is rather easily confused.
Me: I like your eye.
Rot Rox: Why do you like my eye?
Me: It’s cute.
RR: Does that have anything to do with the fact that [...]
