Is there anything funnier than tiny cat pants?
It seems unlikely, but my goal in life is to find out.
posted by Aunt B at 3/01/2006 06:41:00 PM
Like Donnell Alexander says, "It's about completing the task of living with enough spontaneity to splurge some of it on bystanders, to share with others working through their own travails a little of your bonus life." But, it's mostly the kind of place that folks looking for "girls and cars" stumble across by accident.
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The Butcher--My youngest brother, who lives with me and works as, you guessed it, a butcher. He knows everyone in town.
The Recalcitrant Brother--Our middle brother, who lives in rural Georgia and has a kind of movie star life, if that movie star is Burt Reynolds in Deliverance.
The Reverend--Our Dad, a Methodist minister, perpetually three years from retirement.
Mom--Our Mom. She doesn't get a funny nickname because our mom will not stand for funny nicknames.
Mrs. Wigglebottom--My dog. She's got terrible manners.
The Corporate Shill--Or The Shill, as we call her. My friend from college who was constantly getting me into trouble and going to parties she neglected to tell me about where cute boys would ask her "Where's Aunt B.?"
The Legal Eagle--The Shill's husband.
The Super Genius--She lived next door to me my freshman year of college and we've been friends ever since my first day on the floor.
Miss J.--My first adult friend, meaning the first lasting friendship I made after college. She was my roommate in grad school.
Her Lover--Her Husband.
The Divine Ms. B.--Miss J.'s sister and one of my heroes, because she's brave and funny and mystic and fearless.
JR--My oldest friend. I've known her since I was in the second grade.
Elias--JR's husband and the person who's musical tastes have most strongly affected my own. Oh, how I long to be cooler than him!
The Professor--My closest friend here in Nashville. She's a genius, but she'll never tell you that.
The Man from GM--I've known him since I was 16 and he still hasn't forgiven me for telling him I was a vegetarian when I wasn't.
The Redheaded Kid--No one knows where he comes from or where he goes when he leaves here. I assume he's the Butcher's friend. The Butcher assumes he's mine.
10 Comments:
Slut.
I should tell you that I have an 18-year-old boytoy now. But if I suddenly need an annoymous benefactor, you'll be the first to know.
Brittney, darling, you don't have to talk dirty to me. All you have to do is ask and I'll make out with you.
Fritz, my benefactor may have a boytoy too. Or may not after said boytoy notices me trying to find him cute men to hang out with... Sorry Benefactor!
Well, thank goodness for that!
Because clicking on my bookmark was really wearing me out.
Every time you Nashville bloggers switch services and URLs and mess with your feed that means more work for me.
WON'T YOU THINK OF THE PLIGHT OF THE OVERWORKED MEDIA BLOGGER?
No, Brittney, my anonymous benefactor has thought of everything. All www.tinycatpants.com is going to do is just point you right here to tinycatpants.blogspot.com (at least until I get more ambitious). So, you don't have to make any changes.
The line to make out with me starts on the right. You're the only one in it right now, so... well... you know. Come over here and make me feel like a woman.
I guess this is the last nail in the coffin for you getting a real job?
Ha, no he's a liberal benefactor. He's just giving me a domain name, not supporting my whole life.
There is something awesomely compelling about saying the words "anonymous benefactor" and applying it to one's self.
I must say I'm mightily impressed.
Oh, I'm totally blushing... did you say very cute?? Let me flash my "winning smile."
So the domain is active, and I think it'll take one more day to start pointing to the blog. Now you're free to take over the worrrrrrrld!
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