Thursday, October 23, 2003

hold the cinnamon



sometimes - not often - i have nothing to say.
sometimes - having nothing to say - i do a wordsearch (love+air) for inspiration.
sometimes - like now - i get a result like this:

All millionaires love a baked apple.
- Ronald Firbank (1886 - 1926) US novelist.

ummhmmm.

7 comments:

  1. Good game - I tried it. Who knew Air Supply made so many songs about love?

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  2. well, razzi, it's in mine - always - but, do tell, what's tomorrow??? my fingers are crossed and my thumb is enthusiastically clutched. good luck with whatever..

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  3. Thanks Lynn, just keep thumbing... a very emotional, personal thing ... I promise to tell as soon as it's over (the 'thing' is postponed for another 2 weeks btw, so ...)

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  4. my thumb - or my fingers - may turn BLUE with the effort: but yeah..okay..with pleasure, because you're YOU..:-)

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  5. LOL!! What another great entry. I absolutely love your site for this stuff. :)

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  6. And P.S. : Who DOESN'T like a baked apple?

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