I would give up my own boobs (which are my most favoritest body parts) to be able to write like this:

"I map out an itinerary that gets swept away with the first cold weather of the season. I make no plans at all, other than a quick martini at the bar or a swig of vodka from the flask in my desk drawer, hoping you'll take over. We communicate our desires in games, half truths. I never did like to lose."

It says on her blog that she's quit writing there. I suggest you all inundate her with email in protest. All 4 of you. Thanks.

*courtesy of a fabulous contest brewing over here at Heather's joint. Which, by the way, seems to be the number 1 name for really annoyingly-good bloggers. There's a whole voting category for it. They're all really good. I don't like them. So there. (or I'm just bitter about it)


In other news: I know it's been almost a week since I've written. I'm sorry. I can't even say it's because I've been really busy. I've just been uninspired. That goes for work as well. I need a really huge commission to get me out of this funk. Anyone know someone who needs about $20k of something cool made of metal? Furniture, lights, sculpture...it's all good.

On a happier note, my sister and the little munchkin will be here next week. So very excited. She is trying so very hard to walk and talk. As always, I will be coaching her endlessly while she is here so I can take credit for such milestones.


sitboaf said...

Someone needs some work, eh?
Hmm. We might remember how I wanted to commission you. Or, we might remember how someone ELSE said that I'd I'd need a lawn first. Well...
I got me a lawn.
Now make me an army of metal monkeys! With clown hats!

kat said...

wow. thank you thank you thank you for the too kind words. i may have to send over my boobs now...

elizabeth said...

boaf: sweet, i'd be happy to sculpt you an army of monkeys. That will be $18,000. I accept cash.

kat: i'll tell you what..you can keep your boobies if you just write, dammit. thanks :)

MonkeyDragon said...

so I read "upcoming munchkin photos"

that is one cute baby - almost make me want another one (but then I know what happens when they turn 12)

ok, so off to lurk around the links

Jeff said...

Does eat oats and mares eat oats and little lambs eat ivy.

Were I to try to match the questionable wisdom of littering a lawn with metal monkeys; or to ponder the completely tragic (yet SOOO HOT) thought of women trading their boobies...I might have a breakdown.

I'm just going to bide my time until the baby twisting festival of lights starts the holiday doting season here in never never land.

*I CONTINUE to write in my blog (on my blog?) and have recently turned that into a podcast so you don't even have to read anymore. It's the Bowl of Cheese one, not the other one.

Love and kisses my dear metal maven,