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Archive for June, 2007

No cat header

I just realized the header post about floating cats makes no sense now that there’s no header with a floating cat.
Welcome to my mind.

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Floating Cat Backstory

I realized I’d posted all our cruise stuff on blogger before I’d moved over here. Well, that ain’t right. So, here’s the dead cat story.
AUTHOR:FrothMistress
DATE:4/27/2006 07:32:00 PM
TITLE:Frothmistress Log. Day 75? We’re into any day now.
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Certain “parties”, who have referenced dead felines and such in comments, will be dealt with at a later date. You know [...]

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Header hoo boy

This shall be fun. I realize the header is a bit “Say What?” but I just figured out how to do this. Must find more pics. Oh, that’s the floating dead cat in the ocean at St. Maarten that the Froth-in-law helped scoop out of the ocean, sand and deposit in an alley garbage can [...]

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Bleak Day at Frothrock

That sounds like a Saturday morning cartoon show. But it ain’t. It’s day two after Mr. Frot’s second hernia operation. Two! Two! Two cuts for one! We have our own personal surgeon, of whom I axed could we have volume discounts, thank you. He did my surgery 5 years ago and did Mr. Frot’s first [...]

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Just saying. Who knows what happens tomorrow.

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Birthday

Yes. Sunday was my birthday. As I like to say I am now an officially posted speed limit, and I don’t recall 11, 22, 33 or 44 ever being posted. Double nickel baby!
I received fabulous aging gifts. An ergonomic broom to replace our collapsed regular old broom. I’m still wondering how the broom handle just [...]

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More Art

Our oldest is home visiting for a bit. He has brought Artemis the Manx kitten with him. She’s a miniature bobcat-looking puss and cuter than a bug’s ear. But she has claws. Sharp little hypodermic needles waiting for flesh to poke into. Into which to poke.
Friday, just after Frothlet #1 arrived with the cat, I [...]

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Aht.

You know, ART. But, AHT. High level art.
Art that requires serious contemplation and subsequent evaluation. Then some heavy dispensation of symbolic gobbledy gook jargon. Like that.
Why, you must, MUST, discuss this in the context of post-deconstructionist constructionism and its accompanying reliance upon, nay, profligate infusion of bathos and Philistinian, um, Philistinic, iconic mundane totems of [...]

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Got home from work and I was just spreading my haunches on the sofa, slightly zoning out to the network news, when a Preparation H Wetwipes, Wipe, eh, commercial came on. Focusing on a crisply dressed 40ish woman sitting in an interview chair across from a local sort of talkshow host, it featured, of course, [...]

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For all you Proustian sorts out there, you’ll recognize Remembrance of Things Past or in search of lost time, whatever idiomatic take you prefer. Good ol’ Marcel.
My undergraduate degree is in French. There’s a perfectly useless degree. The fact that I have no post graduate degree and that I graduated from college 800 years ago [...]

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