9.25.2006

you guys slay me

Have I mentioned lately how much I enjoy reading what y'all write?

I learn the weirdest ass things from what you send me, and from your comments.
For every spelling and grammar Rectalsaurus there are dozens of you who make me laugh. I've learned to set down the coffee and cover the keyboard for a couple of you.

And now, the things I know about goats and pixie wings. And Macedonia. Dear dog in the reservoir, what will you all come up with next.

It's Monday. Y'all have been pretty much the bright spot of the day.

Thanks.

Now, back to our regularly scheduled Snarking.

25 comments:

Pennyoz said...

Why is it that I picture a mysterious hunched figure - shadowed by the glow of a computer screen - and a pair of One-of-a-Kind Killer Yap fluffy slippers tucked under the desk.

And in the foreground, a pair of red stilettos, tossed and forgotten for a brief moment in time...

Kimber An said...

We live only to serve you, Oh Snark One.

xiqay said...

I don't send great comments about goats, pixies or Macedonia.

But I think you are gracious to acknowledge and appreciate your snarklings.

Wow!

judy said...

Man, I go away for one weekend and you go all sappy on us. This is deeply disturbing. It's one thing to hang out with a bunch of writers for a few days and get all warm and fuzzy, but when the Snark turns to mush, there is no hope.

None, I tell you.

Miss Snark said...

judy, judy, judy

the aeroplane cometh

Manic Mom said...

And now, the things I know about goats and pixie wings. And Macedonia....

You forgot to mention oranges.

You rock, Miss Snark!

judy said...

LOL LOL.

Listen, there is nothing that I enjoy more than your comments to nitwits because I figure if you're telling them the truth, the rest of us don't have to. You don't know what a huge public service you provide.

I just hate to see you go soft.

Bunneh said...

Honestly, catching up with this blog has been a total joy, and I can't believe I fell out of the loop at all. --In my constant endeavor to be as snarkalicious as Miss S, I procured my own pooch, and while I am sure he'll never be a KY, he is mine own. And training him while still finding time to write was a process that just about ate me whole.

And then I got married.

Man, I missed reading this blog.

Dana Y. T. Lin said...

*snivels*

Awwwwww. Miss Snark you're SOOOOOOO sweet.

Termagant 2 said...

Macedonia? Hey, don't I know about that? Was at writers' conf. over the weekend too, and one of the writers from Hawaii brought chocolate dipped Macedonia nuts to the chocolate party.

She did, right?

Right?

T2

GutterBall said...

Heheh...Macedonia nuts....

Anonymous said...

According to Wikipedia:

Macadamia nuts are toxic to dogs. Ingestion may result in Macadamia nut toxicosis, which is marked by weakness with the inability to stand within 12 hours of ingestion. Recovery is usually within 48 hours.

Better keep KY away from the choccies. (Although I get the same thing from Johnnie Walker.)

writtenwyrdd said...

A new catch phrase! Rectalsaurus-- I just love it!

JB said...

Quote: "For every spelling and grammar Rectalsaurus there are dozens of you who make me laugh."

Wait. You don't like having your spelling and grandma being corrected all the time? I thought that was the point of this blog. Boy, have I been coming at this from the wrong angle.

Bonnie Shimko said...

The evil chocolate thing and dogs is true, I guess. But, I once had a miniature poodle that ate a whole giant-size bag of chocolate chips. (I know. I know. I should have been watching her better, but the kids were small, I was busy, and she pulled the bag down from the table when I wasn't looking.) The dog/chocolate warning hadn't reached Iowa, NY yet, so I just told her how naughty she was and took the kids back to the store for more chips so they'd stop screaming about not being able to make cookies. When we got back, the house was drowning in chocolate vomit. The dog lived another ten years, died of boredom at 18. The next poodle's favorite snack was Brillo pads (I put child-guard locks on the Brillo-pad cupboard, so forget about telling me that I'm not fit to have a dog) . After she went on to the big pot-scrubber area in the sky, I changed to cockers. They eat dog food.

Lynn Raye Harris said...

Spelling and grammar Rectalsaurus

ROFL! Dang, Miss Snark, you should have prefaced this post with a beverage warning. I have never exhibited my Rectalsaurus tendencies on this blog (and I've been a faithful reader from the beginning, lo); now, I'll think twice before using them on unsuspecting critique pals, friends, acquaintances.... :) Hee hee.

Elektra said...

Bonnie, cocker spaniels also eat human flesh. I have the scars to prove it.

Sha'el, Princess of Pixies said...

When I was newly married, and we lived in this tiny little house way off in the wilds of Wyoming to which a temporary job had taken us for a few months, we fell in love with this pitiful little part poodle part chihuahua. It looked a lot like a Silky Terrier, which was odd. .... Anywayz, we had a friend over for dinner and beer and gossip. I sat my beer glass on the floor and this tiny, itty-bitty thing stuck her nose in my glass and lapped it up. Poor little thing was instantly drunk. I felt so quilty! She staggered off to her "box" and passed out. She lived despite me. Poor thing. I do miss her.

Elektra said...

As long as were confessing...

I sat on my zebra finch the other day. Stood up expecting him to look like a cartoon-style accordion, but thankfully he just flew on my shoulder and yelled at me for a while.

Lynne said...

Whilst I'll admit the chocolate thing is dangerous and nasty, my 15 pound Peka-Poo ate a solid chocolate bunny (ahhh, dating myself), box of Italian chocolates, candies from the Pootz Frau (phonetic) and only was sick on a carton of ice cream. Oh wow - just re-read. She didn't do this all at once. This took a lifetime of us not paying attention...

word verification: alsso

WORD JUMBLE - LASSO!

judy said...

I have a black lab who ate underwear and potholders in his youth. We later found them on the lawn as twisted pieces of material that were apparently partially digested and returned to the earth.

Chumplet said...

My Golden retriever ate my wallpaper, floor vinyl, the wood panelling off the wall, cupboard handles, kitchen drawers, and a tent.

I could say he ate us out of house and home, but he really ate the house and home!

Bonnie Shimko said...

Chumplet-
By the time you got to the kitchen drawers, I was doubled over in pain. Then came the tent. I thought I was having a very amusing heart attack. Warn us the next time you're going to write something that funny!

Bill E. Goat said...

Black Goat

Location: Ballvaughan (Munster) - Poulaphuca, area around dolmen
Type: Fairy
Date / Time: Unknown
Further Comments: This goat, though by some to be a fairy being, resides over the tombs in the area. The creature causes anyone who threatens the land to develop a hunchback.


This really isn't true at all, no matter what the Irish in the area say. I deny it with all my heart and soul. I never gave anyone back problems, unless I head-butted them. And I'm not black. It was dark, and the guy was drunk. What does he know!

Twenty Dancing Figures

Location: Oxeford (Dorset) - Oxeford Hill
Type: Fairy
Date / Time: Early twentieth century
Further Comments: The size of children, two witnesses watched these small creatures dancing in a circle before they vanished.


My mistress's comment on this was, "All we did was have a normal picnic. I didn't think taking a few of my baby sisters on a picnic would stir up such trouble!"

Pixies, Goats, and Rumors. Oh, my.

Anonymous said...

Judy,

I recommend you keep your pot in a tin with a tight-fitting lid. He's less likely to eat that and the pot stays dry.