LIQUID ILLUZION

Remembering Suzanne a.k.a. Liquid

2009-01-10T11:33:00.018-06:00

Bloggers around the world have written beautiful tributes to our beloved Suzanne a.k.a. Liquid, who passed away on Christmas Eve. If you have written such a tribute, link it here so that everyone can enjoy it, especially the family.

Jazz has made Suzanne’s Guest Book Permanent, so if you haven’t signed it, do so here. The White Family is in the process of creating a living Memorial to Suzanne, and they will announce it as soon as all the details are worked out. On behalf of the White family, they so appreciate your loving support.

Link your tribute to Suzanne here. Warning - some of these tributes will be very candid, as the mode of Suzanne passing is no secret. Suzanne has always tried very hard to be open and honest with her readers, I am sure she would want you to do the same. No disrespect intended, but PLEASE LINK TO YOUR TRIBUTE PAGES, otherwise it will be deleted.

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For the Christians who have emailed me about Suzanne and Heaven, Bo Ragon wrote this to me and I asked if I could share it with you; Christian View Of Suicide. Hope it helps. - Amias

2009-01-07T22:54:00.007-06:00

Our beloved Jeri Suzanne Horne passed away on December 24, 2008. I spoke to Suzanne's father this morning, and they will be printing the online MEMORIAL BOOK as a keepsake for Bella and Campbell.

Some of you have already done this, but I have noticed that many of you posted your goodbyes on this post and the post below this one, we are asking that everyone post goodbyes in Suzanne's Memorial Book, please. Let us show the White family, especially the children, just how much we loved and appreciated Suzanne. If you have written a small poem, as long as it's original, you may post it here and it will be emailed to Mr. White, as it may be too long to go in the Memorial Book, but it can be added. Just click link below!

Guest Book for
Jeri Suzanne Horne a.k.a. Liquidilluzion

From Amias ....

It's That Time Folks!

2008-12-24T06:04:00.001-06:00

Go Santa!

2008-12-23T15:38:00.000-06:00

2008-12-20T07:50:00.004-06:00

Because:

If I have been a bad girl..........

It may well have depended on the situation at hand.

If I have acted out in a bad way......

I'm sure you know the conditions I was forced to act under.

If I was sneaky........

You'll know I had no choice in the matter.

(No rules in love and war, right?)

If I had bad thoughts dancing in my head.........

like really bad thoughts.....

you'll notice I didn't act upon those.

I just allowed them to dance for awhile.

If I was naughty.............

I was good at it.

No complaints.

Just requests for more.

If I seemed cruel and heartless...........

I just evened the score!

If you see me dressed somewhat like you on Christmas Eve.......

Please take no personal offense.

Consider it a "treat" for someone who has been REALLY good.

Oh, and if you saw me dip the cat's feet in red paint and toss her onto the trampoline.....

Well, you've got me there!

Love,

Liquid

A thoughtful gift.....

2008-12-18T08:21:00.004-06:00

Here is a little

"Liquid"

gift for you each!

Think of me when you add a little more ice to your holiday drinks,

'cause I'm right there with ya'!

*chuckle*

I Just Love This Time of The Year!

2008-12-17T07:15:00.000-06:00

2008-12-16T15:50:00.002-06:00

I caught Santa crossing the street after doin' a little shopping in downtown Meridian!

Didn't mean to startle him and make him drop his gifts!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOPS!

Hey Santa, aren't those the bean bags I asked for!?

For The Men and Women In Our Military......

2008-12-15T07:40:00.002-06:00

Here is a special Christmas wish and prayer

that was sent from our home with appreciation for you

and what you are doing for the world and for all of us here at home.

God bless you and your families and may you return home safe and soon!

My children will be leaving an extra bag of cookies for Santa to drop off to you all when he lands in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Jeremy,

your bag is tied with a gold ribbon!

So, we ERECTED the tree tonight......

2008-12-13T21:34:00.003-06:00

And I think I'm gonna' sleep right here under it!

Whew!

And just for the record......

Bigger ain't necessarily better either!

I've always wanted a HUGE tree

but "dingle-shnork" always talked me out of it.

So, since I didn't have to argue about "SIZE" with any one this year

I went out and got me a monster tree.,

A very mean, monster tree.

It whipped my butt!

It took the children (who were more like, in and out) and I

almost 4 hours to get that bad boy up and decorated!

Now I'm exhausted, coverd in sap and stuck to the carpet

on the floor 'neath" the tree.

It's not too bad though, the children keep bringing me cookies and I

have my spray bottle filled and am now on

CAT - DUTY!

(It's Aggie's first Christmas)

Every time she even looks at the tree or comes near me I

" pffffsssssssssst", "pfffffffffffffssssssssssst", "pfffffffffsssssssssst"

her really good with water!

Yeah, I'm gonna' be right here for awhile!

Goodnight to you all and hope you have sweet dreams!

I need another cookie!

2008-12-13T10:39:00.002-06:00

Friday Flash 55

2008-12-12T05:56:00.007-06:00

Has anyone seen Christmas?

I've searched till I'm blue.

I've found people rushing with no smiles on their face.

And the stores are all groomed with no parking space.

I've looked and I've listened for that magicical place.

Could someone please, just give me a clue?

Oh, yeah, that's right,

You'll find Christmas

within

YOU!

~~~~~~~~~

Flash Fiction Friday

Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less.

If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try,

post your story and report to the boss.

G-Man!

Here I go!

2008-12-09T08:13:00.006-06:00

I really do not have many words today.

Just a lot of feelings.

Winter is a time for seeking refuge,

for our mind, body and spirit.

But I refuse.

There are lots of changes going on inside of me

and I feel like I am jumping off into the deep end

without my "floaties" on.

Yet, at the same time, I feel my power welling up inside of me

and I am in search of the tallest cliff imaginable so that even

in the moment where I need to be still and grow,

I am taking action and standing up for my self.

So, today I just feel like putting on my swimming suit,

and plunging into the water from heights I've never been before.

HERE I GO!

I Couldn't Help Myself!

2008-12-06T21:24:00.004-06:00

Try this, it is hysterical!

Go to

magmypic.com

then upload a photo and choose your cover.

Ohhhh, I'm gonna' have sooo much fun with this!

Sipping Joy.....

2008-12-05T19:39:00.004-06:00

Oh, the refreshing sip of life that has for so long, been gone.

To be spoken to and treated like a lady.

To have someone to compliment you,

constantly and about the simplest of things.

To actually take me on a surprise "getaway"

to some where

wonderfully romantic and extravagant.

To hear the words, "What ever you want, doll."

To be looked at as if he were drinking of me.

It's been 3 months since we've seen each other.

And I realize now.......that I missed him!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

how delicious life feels,

when you begin

to start "living" it again.

I think I'm gonna just linger in this moment for a bit.

If ya'll don't mind.

:)-

Have a super weekend!

Marriage.....

2008-12-04T15:16:00.005-06:00

This 80 year old woman was arrested for

shop lifting.

When she went before the judge in Cincinnati he asked her,

"What did you steal?"

She replied,

"A can of peaches."

The judge then asked her why she had stolen the can of peaches

and she replied that she was hungry.

The judge then asked her how many peaches were in the can.

She replied 6.

The judge then said,

"I will then give you 6 days in jail."

Before the judge could actually pronounce the punishment,

the woman's husband spoke up and asked the judge if he could say something.

The judge said,

"What is it?"

The husband said,

"She also stole a can of peas."

Holiday Fun!

2008-12-04T09:06:00.005-06:00

MEN: Stay out of the "DOG HOUSE" this season!

Yep.........You gotta click "Pause" on the PLAYLIST to view these!

I THINK MOM MIGHT BE SANTA!

Liquid.............

2008-12-03T19:45:00.002-06:00

Just checkin' in on ya'll!

Points Of View....

2008-12-02T13:42:00.023-06:00

2008-12-02T12:24:00.005-06:00

Back in the 1929 Financial Crash

it was said that some Wall Street stockbrokers and bankers

JUMPED

from their office windows and committed suicide

when confronted with the news of their firms' and clients' financial ruin.

Many people were said to have almost felt a little sorry for them. . .

2008

the attitude has changed

Now the signs read,

"JUMP YOU IDIOTS!"

somewhat. . .

Raccoon Bandit - Hilarious!

2008-12-01T13:02:00.005-06:00

This YouTube video features a daring heist.
But theft isn’t what you’re expecting!
When you live near the wilderness,

sometimes you get unexpected guests.

This sneaky raccoon is caught on camera.
It creeps into this house through a dog door.
Then it heads straight for the dog bowl.
But it can’t compete with the household cat and dog.

Raccoons are wild animals.
They naturally stick to wooded areas.
But they are also incredibly adaptable.
As man moved into their habitat, they didn’t run.
Raccoons have little problem living in urban environments.
These kinds of encounters are not uncommon!

Hilarious!

Meet an Angel......

2008-12-01T10:51:00.006-06:00

I'd like everyone to go on over and meet

Genevieve.

She is probably one of the bravest and most powerful blogger's

you will ever have the chance to meet.

She is, and has been, very sick for the past 7 months with Cystic Fibrosis.

Her mission is simple, to share her story and to reach out to others who also suffer from this horrific diagnosis.

Now,

I know my family here in Bloggeritaville and I beg of you

to go on over and give her the love and support you are each renowned for giving.

She is truly Amazing!

********

~SPIT HAPPENS ~

I Miss POT-ing Soil.......

2008-11-30T16:02:00.004-06:00

My Daily Walk.............

2008-11-30T16:01:00.002-06:00

Wind and Wang....

2008-11-30T15:59:00.001-06:00

Funny.........

2008-11-30T14:30:00.002-06:00

Me thinks!

Check THIS Out!

2008-11-30T10:11:00.005-06:00

This mirrors

HEART,

SOUL,

and my

damn

SPIRIT!

2008-11-29T07:48:00.003-06:00

Nana, nana, boo, boo!

"You Wench!"

2008-11-28T17:59:00.004-06:00

Now I've been called alot of things in my glorious lifetime

but I must say that being called a

"Wench"

is probably my favorite!

Except when

Utah Savage

called me

"slippery"!

That still holds the number

one

spot!

2008-11-28T12:00:00.000-06:00

Awards are below the turkeys breasts'.

Imagine that!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

2008-11-26T09:17:00.004-06:00

Wishing each of you a wonderful Thanksgiving!

I am thankful for my friendships all over this wondrous world.

Love Ya'll Much!

~Liquid

Superior Scribbler Award!

2008-11-25T16:29:00.009-06:00

Thank you so much

SHADOW

~1 Door Away From Heaven~

fame!

For gifting me this honorablel award!

and the rules are:

1. Each Superior Scribbler must in turn pass The Award on to 5 most-deserving Bloggy Friends.

2. Each Superior Scribbler must link to the author & the name of the blog from whom he/she has received The Award.

3. Each Superior Scribbler must display The Award on his/her blog, and link to This Post, which explains The Award.

4. Each Blogger who wins The Superior Scribbler Award must visit

This Post and add his/her name to the Mr. Linky List.

That way, we’ll be able to keep up-to-date on everyone who receives This Prestigious Honor!

5. Each Superior Scribbler must post these rules on his/her blog.

And without further adau~

I would like to recognize the following Scribblers

For they truly feed the palate of all who taste!

ESCAPE HATCH @ http://myescapehatch.blogspot.com/

TERI REES WANG @ http://terireeswang.blogspot.com/

FOLK ART BY CAMPBELL JANE @ http://www.folkartbycampbelljane.blogspot.com/

GHOST DANCING COMMENTS @ http://ghostdansing.blogspot.com/

BROKEN MANNEQUIN @ http://brokenmannequin.blogspot.com/

Wheeeeeeeeeeee!

2008-11-24T03:01:00.008-06:00

This image that I took the other day turned out pretty

"sexy"

to me for

some reason!

I've not been in a very playful mood lately.

So, upon my visit to the playground,

well,

I had some

sexy

static - filled

fun!

~~~~~~~~

I hope each of you have a moment today

where your hair stands straight up

and you get to

ZAP

someone!

The Music Is Gone.......

2008-11-19T05:48:00.005-06:00

I woke up this morning and my first thought was of you.

But we're done.

It is hard enough to end a loving relationship although that's not what we had.

Yes, once we shared an orchestra of sweetness.

But of late, we seethed of anger and shame.

I've cut loose my best friend.

Yet best friends do not hurt each other with words nor punches.

So I guess I've only lost a memory of music that we had.

I wish for you to dance in the rain again,

with some other fool.

My only wish is that I have learned the difference

between forgiveness and blame.

An Introduction.....

2008-11-18T08:17:00.005-06:00

May I request a moment of your time so that I can introduce to you,

my new

favorite person

Yvonne Kriddle

I believe her to be best friends with ONE of my favorite,

alter egos!

Obsessions.....

2008-11-18T07:46:00.005-06:00

A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session

with four young mothers and their small children.

"You all have obsessions," he observed.

To the first mother he said, "Mary, you are obsessed with eating.

You've even named your daughter Candy."

He turned to the second mom, "Ann, your obsession is with money.

Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny."

He turned to the third mom, "Joyce, your obsession is alcohol.

This too shows itself in your child's name, Brandy."

At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, quietly got up,

took her little boy by the hand and whispered,

"Come on, Dick, we're leaving.

Your brothers Peter and Willy are waiting for us."

I have gone bananas!

Southern Home Security System.....

2008-11-17T07:50:00.004-06:00

1. Go to a second-hand store and buy a pair of men's work boots, used, size 14-16. $2.00

2. Place them on your front porch, along with a copy of Guns & Ammo Magazine or NRA. Magazine - $3.00

3. Put a few giant dog dishes next to the boots and magazine.

4. Leave a note on your door that reads:

Hey Bubba, Big Jim, Duke and Slim:

I went for more shotgun shells and to pick my check up from the slaughterhouse. I should be back in an hour. Don't mess with the Pit Bulls--don't know what got into them, but they attacked the mailman this morning and messed him up real bad. I don't think Killer took part in it but it was hard to tell from all the blood. Anyway, I locked all four of 'em in the house. Better wait out here on the porch.

Later~
Liquid

Birth Control.....

2008-11-14T19:28:00.001-06:00

"Let Them Eat Cake...."

2008-11-14T18:03:00.010-06:00

This is an award for being a

real blogger

with

real interesting stuff to post.

It is worth millions to me.

Thank you

Tashai

Ultraviolet Winds

for this honor!

I remain,

both

humbled and speechless!

Here are my nominees:

1. Shadow

2. Megan

3. Daisy

4. Awake in Rochester

5. WIXY

6. Ozymandiaz

7. Utah Savage

8. Lime

9. Sandy

And the list could go on and on and on and on and on!

Love ya'll!

Flash Friday - 55...

2008-11-14T06:53:00.004-06:00

Right foot Left foot

Oh, the sound of pitter - pat.

Some paths lead me forward

And some leave me confused.

Destinations that have brought me joy

and journeys that left me feeling used.

I choose these streets and avenues

Whether skipping and whistling

or singing the blues.

This reminds me,

I need some new shoes!

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Flash Fiction Friday
Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less.
If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try...
post your story and report to the boss.
G-Man!

Come On Booshka......PLAY!

2008-11-13T01:52:00.002-06:00

...OK...

"Truce"

My dearest daughter,

I will entice you in any way that I can to

beg of you,

to continue playing the piano.

The lack of wondrous tunes as you practice your gift leave this home without a song.

So,

If you read this, please continue to emulate David Cook's brilliance!

You do it with such ease darling.

I miss your music and will stop at nothing to tempt you!

I love you and the joy of sound you bring into our home.

~Mom

Redneck Playstation....

2008-11-09T02:12:00.004-06:00

This is especially fun to play if you are "Self Employed"!

CLICK HERE TO TEST

Sober....

2008-11-07T22:45:00.008-06:00

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I don't want to be the girl who laughs the loudest.

Or the girl who never wants to be alone.

I don't want to be that girl at 4 o'clock in the morning.

'Cause 'm the only one you know in the world that won't be at home.

Ahhhhhh, the sun is blinding.

I.....I stayed out all night, again.

Ohhhh, I'm finding....

That's not the way I want my story to end.

I'm safe up high, nothing can touch me.

Why do I feel this party is over?

No pain inside me.

You're my protector.

But, how do I feel this good,

so bad?

I don't want to be the girl that has to fill the silence.

The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth.

Please don't tell me we had that conversation.

I won't remember, save your breath.

So what's the use?

Ahhhhhh, the night is calling

And it whispers to me softly...

"Come play."

But I am falling.

And if I let myself go,

then I am the only one to blame.

I am safe,

up high.

Nothing can touch me.

But, why do I feel this party's over?

No pain inside.

You're like perfection.

And how do I feel this good,

so low?

Coming down,

coming down,

now.

Spinning round,

spinning round,

now.

I am looking for myself

SOBER!

When it's good, it's good, it's so good,

'til it goes bad.

Till you try to find the you that you once had.

I've heard myself cry,

"Never again!"

Broken down on naked knees,

just trying to find a bed.

I'm safe up high,

nothing can touch me

I can smell this party end.

No pain inside,

you're like perfection.

But how do I feel this good,

so bad?

~pink

click "Pause" on my Playlist to listen

Friday Flash Fiction 55 -

2008-11-07T14:03:00.005-06:00

Ziggle zag,

Friggle frag!

What have you not already said?

I think redundant lives under a rock.

Oh, you beg to differ?

Well then I'll just keep feeling the vibration of your tongue.

Forgive me for my placid grace,

It's just that I remember this place.

Then it stops.

Abruptly.

Oh, but it's not done!

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Flash Fiction Friday

Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less.

If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try...

post your story and report to the boss

G-Man!

Margaritas.....

2008-11-04T18:07:00.004-06:00

Important Women's Health Issue:

Do you have feelings of inadequacy?

Do you suffer from shyness?

Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?

If you answered yes to any of these questions,

ask your doctor or pharmacist about

Margaritas.

Margaritas are the safe, natural way to feel better

and more confident about yourself and your actions.

Margaritas can help ease you out of your shyness

and let you tell the world that you're ready and willing

to do just about anything.

You will notice the benefits of Margaritas almost immediately

and with a regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles

that prevent you from living the life you want to live.

Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past

and you will discover many talents you never knew you had.

Stop hiding and start living, with Margaritas.

Margaritas may not be right for everyone.

Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use Margaritas.

However,

women who wouldn't mind nursing or becoming pregnant

are encouraged to try it.

Side effects may include:

Dizziness,

Nausea,

Vomiting,

Incarceration

Erotic lustfulness

Loss of motor control

Loss of clothing

Loss of money

Loss of virginity

Attraction to persons of the same sex

Table dancing

Headache

Dehydration

Dry mouth

And a desire to sing Karaoke

WARNING:

The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you are whispering when you are not.

WARNING:

The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to tell your friends

over and over again that you love them.

WARNING:

The consumption of Margaritas may cause you to think you can sing.

WARNING:

The consumption of Margaritas may make you think you can logically converse

with members of the opposite sex without spitting.

.........Personally.........

They WORK for me!

Thank You..........

2008-11-01T23:17:00.010-05:00

Fable's Tales Unspoken

I am both humbled and honored by your verse

Liquid Illuzions

THE LENS OF A CAMERA SEEKS IN UNIONISES WITH THE THIRD EYE,

A SMALL WINDOW WITH WHICH THE EYE RELIES TO FRAME-UP

ALL YOUR IMPLIES,

WE FOCUS OUT ON PERSONAL REFLECTIONS FROM WITHIN

SO THEY WONT GO AWRY

THE FILM WITHIN A CAMERA ACTS LIKE THAT OF OUR SOUL,

IT USES THE ESSENCE OF LIGHT IN FRAGMENTS

WHICH PIECE TOGETHER AND EXPOSE THE WHOLE,

ONE DAY ALL THOSE FRAGMENTS WILL JOIN THROUGH ESSENCE

FOR THE CONSOLE,

ARTISTIC VISIONS ARE THE ESSENCE OF LIGHT

FOR ALL TO EXTOL,

WITHOUT PHOTOGRAPHS

MEMORIES OF OUR STARS WOULD COLLAPSE INTO BLACK HOLES,

IT'S TIME TO ATTACH A TELESCOPIC LENS

SO WE CAN SEE BEYOND THE DEPTH

TO WHERE IT UNFOLDS,

THE INNER BEAUTY OF A SOUL

WILL ALWAYS MANIFEST IT SELF THROUGH CREATIVITY,

LIQUID

IT'S YOUR PROCLIVITY OF IMAGERY

THAT CREATES THIS POETIC REACTIVITY,

YOU EXUBERANTLY ENHANCE OBJECTS

AND TEACH US THAT ALL "THINGS" HAVE A PERSONALITY,

YOUR PHOTOGRAPHS

RIPPLE THROUGH OUR SENSORY

ACTIVITY WHICH RIPPLES BACK RELATIVITY,

YOUR SENSITIVITY TOWARDS LIFE RADIATES

WHICH WILL CULTIVATE YOUR LONGEVITY,

SO LETS NOW EXPLORE YOUR INSIDE ANGLE

WHICH WILL ALWAYS KEEP US IN CAPTIVITY,

YOU'VE CAPTURED EMOTIONS,

SHADOWS AND COUCHES RESTING,

YOU'VE GIVEN US CLOVER'S, IVY AND LILY'S

WITHOUT CONTESTING,

YOU'VE BESTOWED TRACKS, MUD, AND PAINTINGS

WITHOUT ANYBODY REQUESTING,

YOU'VE CREATED MEMORIES OF NATURE,

CATTLE AND CORN FOR THE DIGESTING,

YOU'VE ENHANCED SURROUNDINGS AND BOUNDARIES

WITHOUT SUGGESTING,

YOU'VE TAKEN US TO PLACES WE WOULDN'T HAVE SEEN,

THAT'S THE BEST THING,

LETS DOCUMENT THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD

BEFORE IT ALL RETURNS TO THE SKY,

IT'S TIME TO JOURNEY THROUGH THE LENS OF THE PHOTOGRAPHER

WITH THE TIPS OF OUR EYE'S,

FOR IT’S THE PHOTOGRAPH THAT REMAINS

LONG AFTER GOODBYES,

YOU HAVE FROZEN PIECES OF TIME FROM YOUR MIND

FOR ALL 2 SEE,

LIKE THE MIRRORED LAKE

AND OUT OF ITS MIDDLE CAME A WHITE TREE

THAT FREES,

LIKE PINK BOLTS,

THE WINDOW BEHIND THE BRICK

OR THE STRING OF LEAVES IN THE TREE,

LIKE A MOSSY WOOD POST,

SNOWDEN'S BARN,

OR THE HUB CAPS THAT JUST BE,

LIKE THE PICTURES OF PEOPLE WHO HOLD SIMILAR EXPRESSIONS

OF THAT OF U AND ME,

LIKE THE DOG AND THE DEER SHOWING INTEREST TO EACH OTHER

BEFORE THE FLEE,

"THE POND"

WHERE U DOCTORED-UP AND REMIXED THE PHOTO

AS WOULD AN EMCEE,

YOU PORTRAYED TO ME THAT CRACKS EXIST

TO LET THE LIGHT THROUGH,

THAT A VERTICAL WINDOW PANE WITH RAINDROPS

CAN PAINT PICTURES TOO,

THAT THE MORNING DEW BRUSHES RUST ON A HOOD THAT'S BLUE,

THAT A PILE OF JUNK IS BEAUTIFUL

AND EQUALLY ABSTRACT AS ME AND YOU,

THAT A LITTERED BOTTLE WAS TAKEN IN BY EARTH

TO SHOW US ITS NEW FOUND VIEW,

THAT A PHOTO ENTITLED

"BLUE"

LOOKS LIKE CRYSTALS THAT WILL RENEW,

THAT MISSISSIPPI BARES A TREE WITH A HEART,

WHO KNEW,

I COULD GO ON FOREVER WITH THESE WORDS

LIQUID,

BUT YOU AND I KNOW A PICTURE IS WORTH A MILLION OF THEM,

SO NO VELVET TEARS WHEN THIS POEM COMES TO AN END,

CONSIDER IT A GIFT

2 YOU

FOR EXPOSING LIFE'S GEMS...

~Mike Fable

Friday 55 - I'm Late!

2008-11-01T10:28:00.006-05:00

Here I sit feeding a duck from a pier.

It slipped my mind that my 55 should appear.

All wrapped up in this duck

feeding him bread and watching him swim,

I lost count of time and remembered I need wine.

I needed a brew to help the adults stew and dance by the fire.

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Flash Fiction Friday
Every Friday, (But late 'cause it's Saturday)

I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less.
If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try...
post your story and report to the boss
G-Man!

Happy Halloween!

2008-10-31T06:09:00.002-05:00

Me as a vampire last year with the help of Booshka lifting the lid of my coffin.

She would warn me if there were little ones approaching so I wouldn't scare them too bad!

Have a spooooooooookey day and night!

"X" Marks The Spot...

2008-10-26T22:00:00.015-05:00

A story about ~LOVES & HATES~ that never ends!

Just as the sunsets of a million years passed,

each evening we would spend painting the truths of our innocent crushes.

Splashing them upon the big sleepy sky.

I loved creating the magic that happens with splendid color palates.

And you had your funny little fetish for big fuzzy brushes!

This brought us together, on common ground, it was our beginning, so sweetly easing in.

All the wondrous evenings we spent at the top of that hill helped us to understand what adoration feels like, when the feeling is brand new.

We both knew that we had a special bond.

One that would seal our souls together, forever.

Like being hooked on a single line, a fish and a phish.

We needed each other for and couldn't reason as why.

We just felt it's power and knew it would last.

Like bubble gum thats stuck to the bottom of your favorite shoe.

For ever and ever

'till the end of all ends

and the seasons cease to pass.

The flavor would last and last.

We just knew!

Oh, how many times

have we watched the clock on the wall and literally saw the time

sneak to stand still?

Picking up pecans and skinnin' the fish from the creek

Shooting crows and chasing cows then purposely playing in the mud so we could roll down the hills?

All covered in grass, cramming hay in our britches as we walked the same path that led us to our homes. We knew what we'd be gettin',

Yep, a real good lickin'!

Sometimes our butts would be numb for days from the parental ills.

Like two peas in a pod and Bonnie and Clyde we were two free spirits,

too stubborn to hide.

But that was the fun part.

Don't you agree?

It's no wonder nor is it a surprise we've grown up to be

the people we are, inside.

Yeah, just like pirates floating and robbing freely across the seas.

I love playing with you!

It's so much fun.

Taking turns, sharing our toys and putting away our guns.

(Well, the big ones anyway!)

Standing nose to nose, barefeet in the wet grass, wiggling our toes.

I remember the moment we first tried to dance.

After we sat speechless for hours staring up at that sky

as soft swirls of color

cast over us, surrounding us

and gracefully twirling by.

Touching our hair.

It was our roof.

All ours.

Feeling the warmth of your hand as you placed it cautiously over mine.

It felt as sweet as the sun up in the wondrous sky.

It's warmth, like our touch, would forever lead to endless kisses.

And eventually, a bunch of near misses.

You always picked for me, such beautiful and dainty little flowers.

In your heart you would arrange them by color and scale

with such confidence and the cutest boy- like grace.

Oh, and how I blushed and I blushed

when you wiped the paint from my silly red face.

That was the day I first felt my heart race.

Silently I begged of you to never let it end.

I said it in my head hoping you would keep your pace.

In return for your tenderness, I gave you my heart.

(I was so charmed and smitten and tickled by you)

I served you my heart on a beautiful

sterling silver plate,

laced lovingly with elegant gold leaf.

I should have watched what you ate

so you wouldn't have turned into such a flake.

Oh, and the flowers you so lovingly picked for me,

the day I turned nine,

well,

they must have been poisoned or wild or pulled out of some sickly

donkey's behind.

'Cause the next thing I remember

was you gnawing, sucking and licking my heart.

I couldn't move a muscle while you smacked and you munched.

My eyes were a flicker

in total shock and disgust.

Damn you!

How dare you?

I trusted you!

I'D LOVED YOU SINCE WE WERE TWO!!

You left me defiled, broken, confused, angry and mean.

I lost more than my sense of smell on that day,

especially for flowers and some rotten kind of bean.

The ways in which you slowly devoured me,

still control me to this day.

You like it like that and I think the power of your love had made you mean.

~Next frame - a derailed portrait of a lifetime of love~

I woke up in a room that was padded and locked.

I watched as the men who had no balls

turned arrogantly to you droped the key to my prision

aimlessly at your feet.

They gave you permission to forever control the pace that my soul would rot.

I lost what was left of my mind as I stayed in that place.

I paced and I spit

while plotting your murder

in that tiny little space.

Next frame.

Now.

Please,

Sit down by me, honey.

I've got plenty to say.

Don't be afraid.

"You just thought you knew crazy"

'TILL YOU BIT ME THAT DAY!

My dear, I'll love you forever, but in my own special way.

I continue to ponder the sunsets we've witnessed,

and have counted the ones we've missed.

These moments that hang between our love and our madness,

keep me hungry for more of your confusing sadness.

As you mumble and grumble and continue to nibble at me,

I'll eagerly share with you, what you left of me.

My organs I need to nourish my life,

I've doused them in vinegar, arsenic and spice.

My haunting laughter tastes so good in my mind.

Not to worry, baby.

You know we'll be fine!

We'll linger together, the crazy back and forth way

that we continuously do,

remember

we pinkie-promised on this one

and we will continue this mad love affair forever,

Or at least 'til one of us turns horrifically blue.

Our souls speak to each other, in wordless tongues.

Licking our brains till our heads go numb.

The gift of familiar feeds us with loving care and concern

then throws fuel on our fires as they rigorously burn.

If ever I'm separated, even briefly from you,

I'm gonna' search this world over

'till I find my you

"pretty"

You'll never escape me and the love you created.

It has become my game now

and I'm on quite a roll.

So,

I'll allow you to play poker

in my smokey lil' room

where I keep rhinestone chokers

and have closets upon closets filled with old stacked boxes.

I've stored all my dreams here and my hearts empty pleas in this dark seething room full of long forgotten choices that still pounce like fleas.

Somewhere in the move, I've misplaced my desires.

I probably got drunk and tossed them in fires.

I LOVE FIRE, you know!

I choose now,

because it's my turn

to stand over you with flowers that are covered with blood, semen and urine.

I'll hold on to my heart that now drips from a healthy green stem.

As we wait for the sun to shine on us as she takes her last bow,

she'll sink slowly before us,

posing, remembering how.

We'll paint her together

as evening begins it's shadow over us

painting and painting till our old worn out grudges

look like fresh new tattoos.

I think you'll like our new canvas.

It's sweet to the touch.

Oh dear, my heart just felt a faint flutter!

"Here, would you please hold this feather while I put on my sweater?

'Cause, it's cold here in hell

in this place that we've built.

Where we now reside

where I live for you

just because I care about you,

and continue

forgiving of you,

again and again."

Awwwww,

Come on baby,

Let's just go pick some flowers like we used to do.

I'll keep my heart safe and hide it quietly from you.

We'll go through this life,

together, forever.

loving and hugging,

teething and scratching

neither searching, nor wanting

to find it's end winding.

~Liquid

Thought....

2008-10-26T06:02:00.000-05:00

2008-10-24T18:06:00.001-05:00

You Should Call Your Boobs

Starsky & Hutch

What Should You Nickname Your Boobs?

Flash Fiction Friday - #6

2008-10-24T07:11:00.007-05:00

Drip.

Drop.

Flip.

Flop.

It's raining outside

and I can't sleep.

Toss.

Turn.

Stomach churns.

I feel like ants are crawling on me!

Jump up.

Lay down.

Since when did silence get so loud?

Uh, oh!

Way to go!

I didn't take my meds

before my pillow met my head!

Flip.

Flop.

A pill,

POP!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Flash Fiction Friday

Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less.

If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try...

post your story and report to the boss

G-Man!

Kiss The Cabbie....

2008-10-24T07:05:00.005-05:00

A cabbie picks up a nun.

She gets into the cab, and the cab driver won't stop staring at her.

She asks him why he is staring.

He replies:

"I have a question to ask you, but I don't want to offend you".

She answers, "My son, you cannot offend me.

When you're as old as I am

and have been a nun as long as I have,

you get a chance to see and hear just about everything.

I'm sure that there's nothing you could say

or ask that I would find offensive."

"Well, I've always had a fantasy to have a nun kiss me."

She responds, "Well, let's see what we can do about that.

But first, you have to be single and you must be Catholic."

The cab driver is very excited and says,

"Yes, I'm single and Catholic!"

"OK" the nun says.

Pull into the next alley, maybe we will see what we can do.

"The nun fulfills his fantasy with a kiss that would make a hooker blush.

But when they get back on the road, the cab driver starts crying.

"My dear child," said the nun, why are you crying?"

"Forgive me, but I've sinned.

I lied. I must confess,

I'm married and I'm Jewish."

The nun says,

"That's OK,

my name is Kevin

and

I'm going to a Halloween party!"

{Thank you WIXY}

This May Be A Good Idea.........

2008-10-23T23:40:00.004-05:00

It just might relieve some tension that has been building for

what I consider to be

WAY TOO LONG!

Lunch....

2008-10-22T15:38:00.002-05:00

I had chicken for lunch today.

It was

finger lickin'

good!

May your evening

taste as wonderful

as my day!

Federal Announcement....

2008-10-22T13:00:00.003-05:00

The federal government today announced that it is changing its emblem from an

EAGLE to a CONDOM

because it more accurately reflects the government's political stance.

A condom allows for inflation, halts production, destroys the next generation, protects a bunch of pricks, and gives you a sense of security while you're actually being screwed!

Makes sense to me!

"Girl" Night Out....Sheeeeze!

2008-10-21T22:13:00.002-05:00

"CeCe" - you will understand this one!

he he he he he

My Babies....

2008-10-21T12:56:00.002-05:00

"BOOSHKA"

and

"CAM-MAN"

You both make me so
PROUD
each and every day!
Love You Both!

~Mom~

I Love.....

2008-10-20T15:28:00.002-05:00

Each

you

and

cinnamon in my coffee

my children

freshly cut grass

orange soda on my chicken

love bugs

My brother

butterflies

onions

Ronna

the smell of leather

the taste of rain

my parents

grass between my toes

diesel fuel

home grown tomatos

Maddy

Tostitos and chocolate syrup

wierd guys

meds

firemen

patchouli

rocks

feathers

high heals

hats

ferrets

soup

pecans

shooting racoons

chasing cows

gun powder

wine in a box

cats

smiles

ears

kisses

hugs

nice people

peaches

ice cream

sleep

and

love

me.

...Finally...

Shhhhhhh......

2008-10-18T22:38:00.002-05:00

Don't say a word.
Unless,
it
tastes
good
and
is
meaningful.

~Please~

Odd For Friday....bon qui qui

2008-10-17T15:08:00.005-05:00

For some reason,

this video,

Friday Flash 55

and the

award ceremony

seem,

well,

quite

UN-

fitted.

I like it like that!

Friday Flash 55....#5

2008-10-17T11:26:00.004-05:00

This little pretty went to market.
This little pretty stayed home.
This little pretty had dark blood.
This little pretty had none.
And this little pretty went
..."sob, sob, sob"...
all the way home.

In loving memory to those we have lost.
Until we too,
get home.

Rest in Peace.
Sweet peace.
See ya' soon!

*********

Flash Fiction Friday
Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words
- no more, no less.
If you want to join in the fun and games and give it a try
...post your story and report to the boss
G-Man!

Two Awards I'd Like To Share....

2008-10-17T09:24:00.006-05:00

I am humbled.

I am honored.

Thank you

Shinade

The Painted Veil

for these priceless awards!

********

Uber

(synonym to Super)

Amazing Blog Award

is a blog award

given to sites

who:

~ inspire you

~ make you smile and laugh

~ or maybe gives amazing information

~ a great read

~ has an amazing design

~ and any other reasons you can think of that makes them uber amazing!

The rules of this award are:

* Put the logo on your blog or post.

* Nominate at least 5 blogs (can be more) that for you are Uber Amazing!

* Let them know that they have received these

Uber Amazing award

by commenting on their blog.

* Share the love and link to this post and to the person you received your awards from.

I nominate the following bloggers:

1. Nourish The Soul - Deb

2. One Door Away From Heaven - Shadow

3. Coexist - Diane Ferri

4. Journeys With Jood - Diva Jood

and

5. When I Grow Up - Rona

6. Utah Savage - The Mrs.

These are just a few of the uber amazing bloggers

that I know!

Again,

Thank You,

Shinade

for these awards!

Wanda Meets Dracula......

2008-10-12T19:12:00.002-05:00

Notice, Wanda is wearing PINK.

he he he he

Out On A Rope....

2008-10-11T09:08:00.003-05:00

Eleven people were hanging on a rope, under a helicopter.
10 men

and

1 woman.

The rope was not strong enough to carry them all,

so they decided that one had to leave,

because otherwise they were all going to fall.

They weren't able to choose that person,

until the woman gave a very touching speech.

She said that she would voluntarily let go of the rope,

because,

as a

woman,

she was used to giving up everything

for her husband and kids

or for

men

in general,

and was used to always making sacrifices

with little in return.

As soon as she finished her speech,

all 10 men started

CLAPPING!

CaTz

2008-10-11T08:07:00.004-05:00

I have now turned my attention to cats for some reason.

Possibly due to the fact that I have one.

(Pardon the Pun!)

Simon's Cat......

2008-10-10T09:43:00.001-05:00

Let Me In!

This is hysterical!

Friday 55.....#4

2008-10-10T00:34:00.006-05:00

(the gate)

Open the gate.

Close the gate.

Ride in the middle

And you'll be safe....

it's late.

Open the gate.

Secure the gate.

If it's a good day,

we won't be late.

You know it's your turn

so please

just open your gates.

I'll be there this time.

Just open your eyes

Give us more time.

(For Dawn)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Flash Fiction Friday

Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less.
If you want to join in the fun and games
and give it a try...post your story and report to the boss -
G-Man!

Click on "PLAY"

2008-10-09T23:51:00.006-05:00

Some times

it is good

to just

"PLAY"

Thank you,

CaTz

Thank you for fighting against BREAST CANCER!

2008-10-09T17:35:00.007-05:00

Please click on the link below to help join the fight against

Breast Cancer.

If you take the 5 question quiz

Purina Cat Chow

will donate

$1.00

to the

SUSAN G. KOMAN

foundation.

http://www.catchow.com/pink/?DCMP...HQS=donate

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thank you

Deb

for helping me here.

I've been on the short bus for a couple of days now.

Thanks bunches to you each who took the time

from your hearts to do this.

And,

special

THANK YOU!

to my sister,

Ronna

for

starting this

beautiful month of

~~~PiNk~~~

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Love,

2008-10-07T19:46:00.001-05:00

This is my favorite place to rest my head.

Good night to

all

and have sugar sweet dreams.

~PINK~

2008-10-06T10:09:00.006-05:00

Please click on the link below.
Purina Cat Chow will donate $1.00

to the

SUSAN G. KOMAN FOUNDATION

for every survey taken.

http://www.catchow.com/pink/?DCMP...HQS=donate

Thank you, so much!

I've lost so many girlfriends to this disease....

I am 42.

This song is a dedication to them.

"WISH YOU WERE HERE"

I THINK NOT!

2008-10-04T08:25:00.005-05:00

(Image courtesy of NASA)

I have been using the Internet for many years now and have been a blogger for oh, lets just say three and a half years.

Below you will find an email that I received a couple of days ago that left me staring at my monitor, jaw dropped, head tilted to the right, my eyes and forehead squinted in that

WTF?

expression.

I am posting this because I hope you get a giggle out of it just as I

FINALLY

did.

I have NOT clicked on any of these links, as I am sure that if I do, it will lead me to some huge virus depot, forcing me to attempt hurling my keyboard into space!

So, enter them at your own risk if you choose to do so.

I am not interested in a future situation where upon late at night I look out my window to see HUGE BEAMING lights descending into a landing position in my backyard.

I can just hear them now, whispering loudly over the roar of their mother ship,

"Oh, Liquid..................Oh, Liquid..............Come out from under your bed! We know you are blogging! Upon our approach we were reading you!..............Oh, Liquid....................come out and play with us!"

Oh, HELL NO!

I have NO desire to communicate with, nor entertain little people with flat faces, no noses and slits for there mouths!

I don't care to send forward

ANYTHING

with my thumbprint on it.

NOPE!

They are NOT invited to my house!!

Just NO, and thank you,

Mr. Arthur Stubbs.

And I mean that with the sincerest respect

I am capable of conjuring up regarding this matter.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

From: Arthur Stubbs takeme@intospace.org

To: liquidilluzion@yahoo.com

Sent: Thursday, October 2, 2008 12:27:01 PM

Subject: Dear Liquid, information concerning Project IntoSpace.org

Dear Liquid,
my name is Arthur Stubbs and I would like to draw Your attention to the Project "IntoSpace.org".
I have found Your contact email address on blogspot.com and my impression is that You are a respectable blogger.

That is why I have decided to make a cooperation proposal.

The Project is an unprecedented space advertising campaign that aims at compiling and sending a catalog of photos and logotypes into outer space.
Please, visit Project blog or on blogspot and consider special offer for bloggers.

Official site of the Project is intospace.org
Fell free to share this information with Your friends.

Appreciate Your time and best regards,
Arthur Stubbs

About the photo above:

This illustration compares the size of the newfound Neptune-size planets to the sizes of Earth and Jupiter. The new planets are only about 20 times the mass of Earth — much smaller than the majority of Jupiter-size extrasolar planets detected so far. Astronomers don't know if the new planets are rocky or gaseous, but a rocky planet (pink) would have a smaller diameter than a gaseous one (blue) of the same mass. (Image courtesy NASA)
The new planets, though approaching the Earth in size, are still far from Earth-like. Both whip around their stars in a few days and are so close as to be roasting on the side facing the star. Because each planet is so close to its star, its rotation is no doubt locked into its orbital period, so that it always presents the same face to the star, Marcy said.

Friday Flash 55....#4

2008-10-02T13:31:00.005-05:00

" .....She opens her eyes to welcome the dawn,

for what,

she knows not,

today.

Crawling desperatly out of the bed

she runs her hands through her silky pink hair.

Looks down to see it gripped in her hand.

Eases to the mirror and drops her gown.

Sees a breast

and hopes for a

better day."

*****************

Flash Fiction FridayEvery Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less.
If you want to join in the fun and games
and give it a try...post your story and report to the boss -
G-Man!

*************

Please go here and complete the 5 question survey!

http://www.catchow.com/pink/?DCMP...HQS=donate

Purina Cat Chow will donate

$1.00

for your time

in honor of the

Susan G. Koman

foundation.

Hers and His....

2008-10-01T16:05:00.006-05:00

How To Shower Like a Woman:

Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks.

Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown.

If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.

Look at your womanly physique in the mirror

- make mental note to do more sit-ups/leg-lifts, etc.

Get in the shower.

Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.

Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added Vitamins.

Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean.

Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced.

Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.

Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and Java cake body wash.

Rinse conditioner off hair.

Shave armpits and legs.

Turn off shower.

Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower.

Spray mold spots with Tilex.

Get out of shower.

Dry with towel the size of a small country.

Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.

Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head.

If you see husband along the way,

cover up any exposed areas.

How To Shower Like a Man:

Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.

Walk naked to the bathroom.

If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the

'wooooo-hooooo'

sound.

Look at your manly physique in the mirror.

Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your butt.

Get in the shower.

Wash your face.

Wash your armpits.

Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.

Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.

Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.

Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap.

Wash your hair.

Make a Shampoo Mohawk.

Pee.

Rinse off and get out of shower.

Partially dry off.

Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub

the whole time.

Admire wiener size in mirror again.

Leave shower curtain open,

wet mat on floor,

light and fan on.

Return to bedroom with towel around waist.

If you pass wife, pull off towel,

shake wiener at her and make the

'wooooo-hooooo'

sound again.

Throw wet towel on bed.

"Now....

Am I exaggerating here?"

Come on

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(Ode to Bo!)

Cheerio's....

2008-10-01T15:43:00.004-05:00

I must say

It's been a very good day!

Click below to donate to the

Susan G. Koman

foundation.

please.

When The Clouds Turn Pink.....

2008-09-30T21:02:00.009-05:00

I contemplate
The power of

BLUE

The poison I've swallowed.
The intensity of the moment.
The fruit
Is painfully beautiful.
I simply could not resist.
Now,
I am ready for sleep.
Please wake me when the clouds turn

PINK
Hopefully,
Then
I will be healed.
Inside and out
By the person
I was supposed to be.
If I do not find sleep,
Nail my knees to the floor.
Make me look into the sky.
Please help me see
What my mortal soul
Could not understand.
And then,
Please again,
Clean my wounds.
Hug me.
Even if I resist you.
And I will.
Give me permission
To let the tears fall from my eyes.
Allow me to be humble
And to feel vulnerable.
Then,
Drift with me to the moon.
Sit with me on it's edge
As our legs dangle over it ledge.
Let's together chase the shooting stars
In the middle of the night and just before morn'.
Catch them.
Release them.
As they too
Begin to weep.
Your balance adrift has become
My favorite drug.
I'm dizzy swept in your evasive love.
Find me a rainbow.
Show me what's really there.
At it's beginning.
At it's end.
Take me out
To play in the rain.
Help me to appreciate the sunlight.
Please, prevent me from crawling back into my shadowy "self".
You,
Again, take me for a walk.
Deep within our woods.
Pick me a wildflower.
Place it behind my ear.
And then when I yawn sleepily,
Sing me a lullaby.
I love the way you mourn.
Sweetly.
Rest here.
Beside me.
Embrace the moments we call peace.
Sleep.
Softly....Cause I need you to wake me
When the clouds turn

PINK

http://www.catchow.com/pink/?DCMP...HQS=donate

Please visit to donate

(Ronna Rocks!)

2008-09-30T11:07:00.006-05:00

Yeah, that's right!

The Queen of

BLUE

is going

PINK

For the month of October,

I am dedicated to posting photographs I have in storage

in honor of the

"Pink Movement".

Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

If you haven't already, or even if you have

go here to make a donation.

http://www.catchow.com/pink/?DCMP...HQS=donate

(Thank you, Ronna, for this band wagon!)

Breast Cancer....

2008-09-28T07:24:00.005-05:00

If you go to Purina Cat Chow's web site

& take a test on your knowledge of breast cancer

they will donate

$1.00

to the

Susan G. Komen

foundation.

The questions are not difficult

& you keep going until you guess right.

Only 5 questions.

Heres the web site:

http://www.catchow.com/pink/?DCMP...HQS=donate

Please

Friday Flash 55....#3

2008-09-26T07:49:00.005-05:00

Here, fishy-fishy.

I see your tail

a swishy-swishin'!

Come to the top

so I can pop

your little fin.

I'll scale you good

and cut off your head.

Drop you in oil

and watch you boil.

Then scoop you out

without a doubt

and devour you

with my delicate mouth,

crunching your tail!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Flash Fiction Friday
Every Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less.

If you want to join in the fun and games

and give it a try...post your story and report to the boss -

G-Man!

a Rehab Survivor....

2008-09-25T19:58:00.006-05:00

I must add, this fella did NOT coin out from C.O.P.A.C.

2008-09-25T19:16:00.001-05:00

You Are Arson

No doubt about it, you have a serious destructive streak. You can't help it!

Sometimes you just get so frustrated with the world, and you have to let your aggression out

You have a notoriously bad temper. You are obsessed with getting your revenge.

You are obviously a pyromaniac, whether you realize it or not. It feels great to watch something burn.

What Felony Are You?

2008-09-25T19:02:00.001-05:00

What Your Socks Say About You

You are:

- Very vivacious

- A little bit fancy

- Known as remarkable

- Secretly wild

The Socks Personality Test

Smiley-Miley Cinnamon Toast....

2008-09-25T14:24:00.004-05:00

Yeah,

we get a bit silly around here when it comes to breakfast!

We added food coloring to our cinnamon and sugar mixture and made our own little smiley-miley cinnamon toast.

It's fun on a Saturday morning when you've got time to play in the kitchen.

Although, hair is NOT edible!

I borrowed it from an old doll who was in pretty bad shape.

Ode To My Friend.....

2008-09-24T08:38:00.007-05:00

When I think of the dark days in our pasts'

In my mind I color them black.

When I think of the days ahead of us,

They appear to me as the many shades of bright,

White light.

When I do not hear from you,

Well, my soul simply goes flat.

I miss you my wonder.

I miss you my friend.

I miss your talent beloved one,

and that will never, ever end.

But together

Through the lives and the loves

our friendship we'll never spend.

Let me know you are safe

dearest one.

Please.

Much and always

With true honor and respect.

Love,

All Summer Long....

2008-09-23T16:17:00.007-05:00

Click "play" below

to get into the grove of this tune!

Now that

Autum

is officially here,

I've just gotta bid farewell to a sexy summer!

Wooooooooooooooooooo Hoooooooooooooooooooooo!

And I do

.........repeat.......

All Summer Long!

The Pink Weenie.....

2008-09-22T17:33:00.004-05:00

There will be NO photograph with this post.

Sorry!

A couple was attending an art exhibition at a National Gallery and they were staring at a portrait that had them completely confused.

The painting depicted three very black and totally naked men sitting on a park bench.

Two of the figures had black weenies, but the one in the middle had a pink weenie.

The curator of the gallery realized that they were having trouble interpreting the painting and offered his assessment.

He went on for nearly half an hour explaining how it depicted the sexual emasculation of African-Americans in a predominately white, patriarchal society.

'In fact,' he pointed out, 'some serious critics believe that the pink weenie also reflects the cultural and sociological oppression experienced by gay men in contemporary society.'

After the curator left, a young man in a Kentucky T-shirt approached the couple and said, 'Would you like to know what the painting is really about?'

'Now why would you claim to be more of an expert than the curator of the gallery?' asked the couple.

'Because I'm the guy who painted it,' he replied.

'In fact, there are no African-Americans depicted at all.

They're just three Kentucky coal miners,

and the guy in the middle went home for lunch.'

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