Welcome to Scrivner, a one stop shopping centre hard-wired to what remains of my brain. Enjoy, laugh, read, comment, pick your nose. No one is looking anyway. Go ahead.
Scrivner is based on a Herman Melville short called “Bartleby, the Scrivener” (spelling changed for posterity and my own laziness). Look it up sometime and see if you read Off Broadway comedy all over it.
3 Comments
April 24, 2007 at 12:50 am
You are so clever, and psychic too! I was actually picking my nose when I read your first entry! WHAT A TWIST!
April 24, 2007 at 2:03 pm
Hi there blogger.
Wow!
How do you know how to create this stuff?
Heard you had all that snow up there last week. Our Cook went there and said it cut into her Akia shopping time without the proper footware!
Life is crazy as ever, too many things ( and not good ones) happening at work and I am looking forward for the first time ever and thinking about NOT being at work. Just another 10 years I say to myself. Could be worse but between the politics of management and union in government I want to work at Tim’s and just do my time.
Came home to 5 police cars and I am guessing an armed robbery down the street at the gas station since they have surrounded it…..that would be my bet?? Columbo I am!
Hope all is well in your world and you are thinking ahead I am sure to that trip coming up.
I know my comments are too many right????
Instead of blog got off the nigth shift in a fog!
LUV,
MUM
April 28, 2007 at 6:22 am
Buffalo Bill’s
defunct
who used to
ride a watersmooth-silver
stallion
and break onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat
Jesus
he was a handsome man
and what i want to know is
how do you like you blueeyed boy
Mister Death
e.e cummings, by way of Tyne
I wish your blog all the best