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 3/30/2006 05:42:00 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.
Aunt B
Exador
Aunt B
Jackson
Nervous
bridgett
W
Newscoma
Yankee, Transferred
Lee
W
Aunt B
saraclark
W
Smerdyakov
grandefille
Nashville Knucklehead
W
Aunt B
Exador
Aunt B
W
Aunt B
W
Aunt B
grandefille
cafiend
Aunt B
Cindy St. Onge
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.
3 Comments:
Breaking it in two offends my librarian sensibilities. Is it just the lack of categories that is the problem? One way to overcome that is to use del.icio.us, and just bookmark your own stuff. You can download the code to put a cloud or list of tags in your Blogger sidebar. Whether you make visible "filed under" links in each post would be up to you. I'm using this for my Blogger account. Admittedly, a couple of my tags are busted at the moment, but I think that's my fault. Let me know if you need more info on it. :)
Rachel, I'm sure you have plenty of texts in your library that are broken in parts. Just come to think of this as Tiny Cat Pants Volume 1 and the new place as Tiny Cat Pants Volume 2.
B,
You're absolutely right! That first comment might have come off sounding more harsh than I meant - should have employed emoticons. Loving the new site!
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