6 trick pony
EIGHT things I want to do before I die
06. Save the life of a suffering animal, or many.
well, i accomplished #6 on my things to do before i die list (see one of my first posts). it was nothing grand, nothing too heroic. but i just spent the last half hour chasing a baby bird around my loft, my cat in close tow, me wearing oven mits. must have been a pretty funny sight. and that little thing was wily. hid behind the stove, fridge, micrwave, toaster, desk... finally clamped my mits on it under the couch and released him squawking into the world of my balcony to fly another day.
on a nother note, someone nearby is cooking hashbrowns, and don't they smell good? yet another reason to buy groceries.
about the magazine progress:
wasn't Hialeah mentioned in the Black Stallion? oh wait, as if you'd know... and, more perplexing, why do i know?
i mean it, this is perplexing for specific reasons. i was explaining to a friend of mine today why i am thinking of calling my new little magazine "pony." myself and the other founder, so to speak, were having a beer yesterday and spitting out names when we came up with the word pony. we were thinking: it sounds cool, and it doesn't mean much. and when we looked for further meanings we found: a small shot glass, great! i enjoy drinking; and, to pony up on a bet, also great! i enjoy gambling. but, then, mildly intoxicated and well into our 2nd midday libation, we knew "pony" held a special meaning for us: we figured growing up there were pony girls, and non-pony girls. little girls who dream of riding and owning horses, and the others. we figured this might make for 2 different kind of adults. our "pony" magazine was for the "other" girl ( oh, and the boys who know them).
so i was reading a friend's message this afternoon that mentioned Hialeah, and i thought to myself, Hialeah, now wasn't that one of the places the Black Stallion raced? doubletake.... why do i know this?? was i a "pony girl?" i refuse to believe it. i don't remember it. all i can think is that some misguided babysitter dragged me to the movie.
whew.. way too much said on the subject, sorry.
RANDOM FACT ABOUT ME: i never owned a my little pony. i did however try to eat my strawberry shortcake doll. that enticing strawberry aroma. ya know?
06. Save the life of a suffering animal, or many.
well, i accomplished #6 on my things to do before i die list (see one of my first posts). it was nothing grand, nothing too heroic. but i just spent the last half hour chasing a baby bird around my loft, my cat in close tow, me wearing oven mits. must have been a pretty funny sight. and that little thing was wily. hid behind the stove, fridge, micrwave, toaster, desk... finally clamped my mits on it under the couch and released him squawking into the world of my balcony to fly another day.
on a nother note, someone nearby is cooking hashbrowns, and don't they smell good? yet another reason to buy groceries.
about the magazine progress:
wasn't Hialeah mentioned in the Black Stallion? oh wait, as if you'd know... and, more perplexing, why do i know?
i mean it, this is perplexing for specific reasons. i was explaining to a friend of mine today why i am thinking of calling my new little magazine "pony." myself and the other founder, so to speak, were having a beer yesterday and spitting out names when we came up with the word pony. we were thinking: it sounds cool, and it doesn't mean much. and when we looked for further meanings we found: a small shot glass, great! i enjoy drinking; and, to pony up on a bet, also great! i enjoy gambling. but, then, mildly intoxicated and well into our 2nd midday libation, we knew "pony" held a special meaning for us: we figured growing up there were pony girls, and non-pony girls. little girls who dream of riding and owning horses, and the others. we figured this might make for 2 different kind of adults. our "pony" magazine was for the "other" girl ( oh, and the boys who know them).
so i was reading a friend's message this afternoon that mentioned Hialeah, and i thought to myself, Hialeah, now wasn't that one of the places the Black Stallion raced? doubletake.... why do i know this?? was i a "pony girl?" i refuse to believe it. i don't remember it. all i can think is that some misguided babysitter dragged me to the movie.
whew.. way too much said on the subject, sorry.
RANDOM FACT ABOUT ME: i never owned a my little pony. i did however try to eat my strawberry shortcake doll. that enticing strawberry aroma. ya know?
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