PRECIOUS

Title: Grade me up, Scotty

Mood: receptif

Music: the little band from Texas

Menu: bigA badA turkey chili

Thot: "Small improvements aren't

worth considering; large ones are

incipiently worse."

*

Monday, 13 December, 2004...

Those hobbitses had a good

week=end on the television.

I watched the Fellowship a coupla

times and it always turned out the

same. Which is to say, the movie

has thusfar been true to the boox of

J.R.R. Tolkien as i remember them.

Frodo lives!

*

In between all that and while creating

the best dark=meat chili ever, i also

converted my up=dial to the new

AOL 9 point securité. Loading off the

fone obviously took a long time.

[i dislike when my dingdanger is tied

up on the Bell coppers for hours on

end; it upsets my native sense of

frugality.] This action may come to

a good end~in the term short^

*

Hane is taking it easy in her room.

Which is not unusual. Lizard's other

grandma is slightly worse off after a

spill at her [grandma jo's] house.

We pray that she hasn't cracked her

lovely hip so much that she won't wave

a paddle @ her next party & tell the

visiting assembly to collectively,

"Get a haircut!" It's a bright miracle to

me how the older girls manage to stay

in their home=steads and run the fambly,

in spite of obvious infirmities. OR,

maybe, because i am only a male

character...i deserve to misunderstand

the service i provide to such ancient &

well=formed Angels. Perhaps.

*

Better i should schtay to the subjects

i understand. They are small, brief and

Memorable as far as i know.

[most filosofers would surrender that^]

The rest or antithesis, i will take under

Advisement...

~the slac/elf=man who serves Beauty~