tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post7042092408664155754..comments2024-03-15T07:36:42.852-04:00Comments on Maxminimus: Dressed UpADGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612897500610475937noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-57819234082559113802011-01-14T06:52:06.503-05:002011-01-14T06:52:06.503-05:00MainLiner...sounds like a plan. I'll try to st...MainLiner...sounds like a plan. I'll try to stir up some acceptable hooch for you. I'll drink the swill. Captain Morgan, signing off.<br /><br />Susan...amazing that such an inexpensive little fleece robe from Target has become one of LFGs favorite things. This one though, is staying here. Fleece/flannel...kind of comfort food for the body.<br /><br />Scale...indeed. It takes a lot more skill to posit a few words than a pile of them.<br /><br />Monograms/Margaritas...you'll need to go first then. Because after you see mine, you'll be vaporlocked. My etchings are sublime.<br /><br />Lisa...the only reason that post was done in black and white was for effect. Yes, I'm a visual artist in addition to being a great writer. Just look at my photos as a whole. Jethro Bodine meets Cartier-Bresson. And the rugs...like I've said, they are a bachelor's most useful floor covering. They hide everything till chunks begin to appear. Chunks was my dog when I was little.ADGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16612897500610475937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-1576993495524942432011-01-14T01:09:28.264-05:002011-01-14T01:09:28.264-05:00I may come over...not to see your etchings but to ...I may come over...not to see your etchings but to rummage thru those bottles on your side-board and join you in a libation...cheers.Main Line Sportsmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11303248738216839079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-40751896808997600412011-01-14T00:32:27.860-05:002011-01-14T00:32:27.860-05:00Love the poem, however, I love Lil' Bits robe ...Love the poem, however, I love Lil' Bits robe even more. My daughter saw it and said, "Is that my robe?" She has the same robe (christmas gift).Susan Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17387510304089583710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-68612247559745518752011-01-14T00:14:46.247-05:002011-01-14T00:14:46.247-05:00Poetry: a few words, in a few (sometimes) lines th...Poetry: a few words, in a few (sometimes) lines that cause tears, smiles, anger... all emotions rolled into one, and all based upon personal reflection.<br />I very much enjoy your reflections here sir, and I, in earnest, feel Mr. Hughes would have as well.Scale Wormhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09583891708651272779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-78738085048294326692011-01-13T23:40:24.527-05:002011-01-13T23:40:24.527-05:00I'd have to insist on playground rules; I'...I'd have to insist on playground rules; I'll show you mine if you show me yours!Miss Monogramshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01786874577186025042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-88406179335288405852011-01-13T17:57:37.226-05:002011-01-13T17:57:37.226-05:00I don't vacuum but I do have someone who comes...I don't vacuum but I do have someone who comes in weekly to move the dust around. I could give you her number but I'm afraid the transportation/gas costs would outstrip her great rate. Still, the rugs look FANTASTIC in color, please, no more black and white. They are beautiful (as is LFG) and I hope you appreciate them at least a smidgeon of a fraction of what you appreciate LFG.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17758192397879891357noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-82505800860804786012011-01-13T12:40:08.111-05:002011-01-13T12:40:08.111-05:00Just when I was having a pity party that I had to ...Just when I was having a pity party that I had to go back to work, and leave my girls...you remind me that I'm blessed to see them every night and weekend. My non-traveling job is a blessing. You tugged at my heartstrings on this one...SouthernProletariathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13344920720212526014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-12748240408123360012011-01-13T05:28:32.291-05:002011-01-13T05:28:32.291-05:00AnonStumbler...I wrote a story for tomorrow that e...AnonStumbler...I wrote a story for tomorrow that explains what I did with my thoughts before a started this blog. I'm considering a retreat, at least partially, to it.<br /><br />AnonHearWrench...didn't mean for it to be heart wrenching per se. And loss...indeed...the world has already seen tragic loss in 2011. My blessings are abundant and I try to let the world know, that on balance, my world is a zillion fold better than many. Still looking for some weekend action though!<br /><br />LisaRugs...they need vacuuming.<br /><br />SilkReggie...I'll tell you one damn stage I won't be on and that's "Smarter than a Fifth Grader" 'cause I'm learning every week that I'm not.<br /><br />CecelianMcMac...I just re-read Gatsby. I'd forgotten how great it is.<br /><br />LimeGreen...Ticketmaster is handling the green cordo viewing event.ADGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16612897500610475937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-37846440720473134812011-01-13T03:39:07.082-05:002011-01-13T03:39:07.082-05:00When I first stumbled upon your blog I asked you i...When I first stumbled upon your blog I asked you if you were a writer. You answered, "Yes. I write about my daughter and about socks."<br /><br />I have followed your sock and kinder paper trail for some time and it leads me to the F. Scott quote, "You don't write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say. "<br /><br />Thanks for saying it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-73470776531912478622011-01-13T01:43:41.283-05:002011-01-13T01:43:41.283-05:00In all of the months that I have followed this blo...In all of the months that I have followed this blog.........this is on the top five most heart wrenching posts you have offered. <br />When you mentioned that your little literary critic was doing Langston Hughes as a "project", I held my breath to see if yall would share the magic. and so you have. <br /><br />2010 has been a year of loss and 2011 will doubtless bring more for some and we'll all puts it on and feels the blues.......<br /><br />ADG/LFG don't need nobody to call them sweet.....they's already been called.......Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-68530876649023835192011-01-12T23:01:36.770-05:002011-01-12T23:01:36.770-05:00I love Montage of a Dream Deferred, and it's s...I love Montage of a Dream Deferred, and it's sharpness will contrast nicely with the John O'Donohue blessings I've been reading in classes this week. Thanks for doing my homework, since I've been busy helping my kiddo with hers. (Humanities only; no math, very little science. Dad, too. Poor kid.)yoga teacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05551998007150554947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-47674644694643896742011-01-12T21:54:36.953-05:002011-01-12T21:54:36.953-05:00"forget the etchings and forget the shoes, it..."forget the etchings and forget the shoes, it's the rugs that I want to see"<br /><br />Max, can you read my mind here? <br /><br />As SummerIs would say, kindness of Max to stop photographing the damn chaise, thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-17847698538002132852011-01-12T21:30:57.428-05:002011-01-12T21:30:57.428-05:00forget the etchings and forget the shoes, it's...forget the etchings and forget the shoes, it's the rugs that I want to see.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17758192397879891357noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-32020907022711284352011-01-12T20:21:37.232-05:002011-01-12T20:21:37.232-05:00Well, I do have this evolving fantasy of your clos...Well, I do have this evolving fantasy of your closet.<br /><br />Sort of like the scene from the Great Gatsby where Daisy tears up over Gatsby's room filled with rainbows of shirts.CeceliaMchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16017255006204800193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-9320548057873244182011-01-12T20:08:32.813-05:002011-01-12T20:08:32.813-05:00I've been dying, dying, dying to see your gree...I've been dying, dying, dying to see your green loafers before they were even delivered to you. How much longer do I have to wait to see them?ilovelimegreenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13704346108310846391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-5607912718732733912011-01-12T19:40:47.699-05:002011-01-12T19:40:47.699-05:00I swear! We're gonna find you on stage somewh...I swear! We're gonna find you on stage somewhere-sometime . . . .Silk Regimentalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08977677279524351735noreply@blogger.com