Brilliant; just brilliant

Okay, I must share with you what turned yesterday around for me.

I am chatting away with my friend hugsanddreams. She has poured me a cup of tea (all British, we call it a cuppa; this NYC gal just loves that kind of stuff).

She tells me that she has begun writing an essay; but she fears it has all the intellectual capacity of a grated carrot. So I say well, come have a break and a chat; perhaps when you go back it will have evolved to the intelligence level of a radish. At which time she decides that instead of an essay (yawn) she will write an ode to a radish. And in all of about two minutes this comes floating through cyberspace:

Little radish short and squat
What fat brain cells you have got
Can you spare some? It’s not too late.
Then my essay shall be great.

And there I was, laughing my butt off, right at my desk in the office. Laughing so hard my eyes were tearing.

Thank you so much dear hugsanddreams. *huggles*

Addendum: Thanks and huggles also to Hidden voice, who remained consistent and patient as she thought from across the way: “Alas, my dear friend has finally lost her last marble.”

sounds like a great friend you have there… and a f**king good poet as far as radishes go… i am laughing…i will now look for the humor when i next slice open a radish….god i feel sooooo evil…slicing a little short squatty thang…winks…

Very cute…

Wanna know a secret? Shhh… I keep my marbles in my pocket! My kids find this very amusing and love to add to the collection.. ‘Here Mom, I found one of your marbles.’ One time I lost one when I had to empty my pockets entering a courthouse for jury duty. A large grey steely. It dropped from the tray and under the x-ray machine device table thingie. I screamed “I lost my marble! Oh, my marble”

.. the attendants there helped me as I looked and looked all along mumbling, ‘I must find my marble.’ The attendants never cracked a smile, which caused me to make a bigger deal of it-they must have had minus IQ’s (this was before Sept 11, of course). Each subsequent day, in or out (yep, I got on a case). I loudly demanded as to whether they had found my marble or not. They never did..

.. whoa is me, my favorite marble.. but I did get a lot of chuckles and smiles from the other people entering and exiting the courthouse. I should note that I usually only carry three or four marbles at any given time as they are always getting lost! If I had them all, I would not be able to walk.. my brains would certainly weigh me down! Toodles,

Mind if I make a post of this? You are such an inspiration!

hugs you and blushes. well… it was your reference to the little round red fellow that inspired me….. though i still have the essay to write, i dont think they accept the ode as a replacement…. lol… :D:D huge hugs and a fresher cuppa :D:D

I would gladly loose all my marbles if it happens because a friend has made me laugh. Keep laughing, it causes less wrinkles. Hugs R.

hehhee, funny

radishes and marbels…..Hmmm (makes a note on my joter) This place is full of …..what’s the word I’m searching for..(thumbs through my Oxford English dictionary) Ahhhh yes, I’ve got it…. NUTTERS. Hehehe..love you. Bren

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Sleeping to Dream

October 8, 2001

Huggles back to you… psst I thought you lost your last marble eons ago :p