is the word 'diary' better than the word 'blog'? probably not.

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Snowing! Plus: Jack et Jill, dressing to Sha-quille.

Snowing! Plus: Jack et Jill, dressing to Sha-quille.

It's snowing today. Big fluffy flakes that I hear are "nothing to worry about." There are LOTS of big fluffy flakes. Here's a photo of how the backyard looks. I have circled the two flakes that showed up on film. You will simply have to trust me that there are LOTS of them.

A complicated joke about my Parka:
My friend Lou was simultaneously joyous and annoyed with me when I mentioned the whole Bear vs. Turkey race, way back when. I then furthered this by sending her a line-up of a day's worth of proposed animal races. She spent way too much time thinking about this, and wrote back about filming techniques, etc.

So, recently, when I saw Shaquille O'Neal on TV and thought about how no matter where he is he seems like he has been photoshopped into the scene at a larger scale than everything else around him, I imagined, what if a bear, a turkey, and SHAQUILLE O'NEAL raced? So of course I promptly wrote to Lou and proposed this.

Now, Lou lives in the North of England, and so she promptly wrote back to me and said, "Who or what is Shaquille O'Neal?" Ha. It makes you want to love her, does it not? Anyway, so I wrote back and told her about his hugeness and the problems of scale, etc., and then I said, "Oh. I should have just said, 'I can't tell you because then I'd have to Sha-quille you.'" Ha.

Anyway, after yesterday's entry about how my parka is my boyfriend, Lou wrote this to me:
"You do realise that if ur parker's ur partner, ur coupling makes Jack(et) & Jill? In light of this, i STRONGLY recommend that you avoid any uphill provisions-fetching, especially in Antarctic conditions. ...oh my god, i've just realised Jack et Jill works fabulously in French! Or should i say Jacques et Jill, dressing to sha-quille! (ouch, cheeezzeee)"

Brilliant, and also enough to make me live straight on past any concern I had about the silliness of the "I'd have to Sha-quille you" reference.

In conclusion: my parka is now my FRENCH boyfriend. Or should I say my FREEDOM boyfriend? And no, that does not mean that my parka is a BOY, OK? You may call us Jack-et-Jill.

2:38 p.m. - January 19, 2005

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