MissMeliss | January 31, 2005
Someone at OpenDiary challenged her readers to pick 10 things that represent them. She mentioned using a photo album or scrapbook, or some such, but because I’m a purist I’m eliminating those as possible choices. If you feel like playing along, please leave a comment or trackback ping. 1) A fountain pen. My favorite one [...]
MissMeliss | January 30, 2005
I remember my grandmother using this phrase…”a cold and rainy wretched day” and I know she was quoting something, but I don’t know what…Googling the phrase didn’t give me anything in the first page of results, and I’m not in the mood to dig. Actually, the day wasn’t at all wretched, but it was cold [...]
MissMeliss | January 29, 2005
One sip, and instead of being in cold, grey, wintry Texas, I was in slightly warmer, romantically rainy Carcassone, watching people go in and out of quaint shoppes, while I sat at a marble table in a too-cute and far too crowded cafe, and shared chocolat chaud with my family.
MissMeliss | January 28, 2005
Tired of spending our walks untangling leashes from trees, poles, and my ankles, I tried something new with the dogs today – instead of one long ramble, I took each of them on a solo walk. This worked out well for Zorro, because he’s all about peeing on vertical objects, circling the block, and heading [...]
MissMeliss | January 27, 2005
If a butterfly flaps its wings in Hollywood, do people then find Ashton Kutcher attractive?
MissMeliss | January 27, 2005
Despite staying up til three this morning, I was awake and out of bed at 8:00 AM, feeling energized and eager to face the day. I dressed quickly, and escorted the dogs, who made mad circles around my feet as I walked, to the back door. We were greeted by cold air, and colder rain, [...]
MissMeliss | January 27, 2005
Onesome: Light– Light chocolate or dark chocolate? …or no chocolate at all? Dark, dark, dark. The darkest possible. My favorite thing about France was that every cup of espresso came with a tiny bit of chocolate noir – 70% cocoa dark chocolate. Bliss! Twosome: or–Yeah, easy stuff this week Coffee with cream or black as [...]
MissMeliss | January 26, 2005
Fuzzy is on a funky schedule of late-night and pre-dawn server upgrades, which he performs remotely from his office upstairs, but both our sleep patterns are extremely skewed, his because his schedule demands that he’s awake to do said upgrades, and mine because when he’s home and awake at odd hours, I sense the activity [...]
MissMeliss | January 25, 2005
Dear Zorro, We all know that you’re the cutest boy-dog on the planet. You don’t have to prove it by pretending to look at the screen of my laptop, and you REALLY don’t need to prove it by using the backspace key as your personal chin-rest. There are six dog beds and seventeen thousand pillows [...]
MissMeliss | January 25, 2005
I wander from the computer to the kitchen, from the television to the bedroom, fluttering between them, but I never manage to settle into one place or one activity. I open Word to do some writing, and the blank screen mocks me, taunting me like a French stereotype. I contemplate making the stir-fry I’d promised [...]
The most essential gift for a good writer is a built-in, shockproof shit detector. This is the writer’s radar and all great writers have had it.
— , Paris Review (interview)
