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included jacuzzi’s and massages, and a single key lime mohito, and a new pair of maui jims and a silver two piece that you could see through when wet:  texas redfish:  pears, strawberries, melons and mangoes (what does your favorite vacation involve?) 

May 1, 2006 at 4:58 AM ::

although i did return home in time to hear one of my mechanics (almost wife) calling to whine and complain and piss and moan about not having seem him (the employee) in a week, and worse than that- she wanted my husband to get involved in her little ‘domestic drama’.  back on the clock, indeed.

goliard on 05/01/06 at 09:51 AM ::

Possible comments if only I had more time.

1. Getting away is nice, isn’t it?
2. Ouch, I forgot sand could do that.
3. Lower… lower… lo…ahhh, right there.
4. Vacation?  What’s that?

And, of course, the comment that’s on everyone’s mind.

5. Hey, nice melons.

Scrine on 05/01/06 at 11:51 AM ::
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wow, goli. you’ve been leered at by a bird!

e on 05/01/06 at 10:14 PM ::

and i have such an uncontrollable tendency to ‘shoot’ birds that look at me sideways…

goliard on 05/02/06 at 04:04 AM ::
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Croissants, black coffee, cold, stark days, high winds, the occasional freezing temperature, scarves, boots, art, ruins, living history, palaces, people, smoking, river cruises, fromaggeries, patisseries, rikshaw rides, painting elephants, and my darling husband.

boot on 05/02/06 at 10:00 PM ::

that’s what i forgot, the rickshaw rides (thank you for filling in those blanks boot- you’re so damned ... telepathic it’s eerie:)

goliard on 05/03/06 at 04:47 AM ::
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Blame it on the mangoes, babe, blame it on the mangoes.

[sigh]

Won’t someone bring back mango season?

boot on 05/03/06 at 05:52 AM ::
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Oh, my.  I’ve been buggering about tagging all the mango-related scrines*.

And look what I uncovered.  Mangoes.  Goliard.  Memories of my favourite holiday.  Scrine-bird leering.  Unexpected (oh, the ‘mouse mangoes are magnificent, but they are what I expect to see) and divine.

* Stop looking at me like that.  I do have a life.  I just like mangoes, is all.

boot on 01/01/09 at 04:30 AM ::
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What the heck?  I wake up to 2009 and find this beautiful lost sentence from Goliard involving mangoes and bikinis that become see-thru when wet (two of my favorite things). 

All I can say is, thanks Boot, and gee, it sure is starting out to be a Very Good Year.

'mouse on 01/01/09 at 11:09 AM ::
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Oh.  This sentence made me cry.  Not out of sadness or pain, but of pure longing for a time when we all played together out of a sheer sense of fun.  Don’t get me wrong:  we still do, but I know that this bakerina has been suffering from a serious deficit of exuberance in the past two or three years, and god, I want it back.

Thank you, boot.  Thank you, ‘mouse.  Thank you, Keith.  Thank you, everyone.

(Oh, and over at chez PTMYB, I made [American] biscuits for breakfast, but something went wrong in the execution—I’m thinking I mismeasured the baking powder and/or the buttermilk, and got the ratios out of whack—and the resulting biscuits never browned, didn’t fully bake on the inside, and tasted vile.  Whole batch went into the garbage.  Once the spitting rage passed, I felt oddly cheerful.  Everybody gets one batch of fail biscuits in their life.  This was mine.  2009 only gets better from here.)

bakerina on 01/01/09 at 01:54 PM ::
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Oh, Bake, you have my deepest condolences on the failbiscuits.

May I remind you of this critical reference material?

Happy 2009.  May you be blessed with all good things and find your sense of fun… it’s in one of those boxes somewhere, probably with the CD’s.

'mouse on 01/01/09 at 02:54 PM ::
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Touché.  And thank you, sir. :)

bakerina on 01/01/09 at 03:17 PM ::
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Biscuits!  I need to make some.  It’s nice (Summer) weather for baking.

Ah, you guys.  It does me no end of good, smiles and downright lighthearted silliness to know this left you feeling as fine as it did me.  Tears or no.

And, Bake?  Your sense of fun is still there.  If I can see it, it must be pretty poorly hidden away.

boot on 01/01/09 at 05:10 PM ::

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