Rejection slip from Red China Magazine last night -- which isn't bad. They replied (within 6 weeks)... which is already something. Yay!
Still mincing my list poems and making some nice pies. Creative part of brain no longer active...
probably the result of sniffing too much degreasers, calcium-deposit sprays, detergents and ethyl alcohol. Went on withdrawal this morning and ended up on my hands and knees to clean the kitchen.
Fellow came to check the boiler afterwards and approved (silently) of our decorous disorder. Heh!
2 comments:
frisky old goat! hahahaaaahaaa! you are too, too funny!
congrats. or should i say *baa baaa bleeeeaaaat*?
if you happen to find some detergent that makes you really high and content with the world and all our brothers and sisters, let me know. ;)
m
what's roger doing on your poem's page? way cooooool!!!
m
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