Announcing the pr1ss How to Make Your Own Blues Song Blues

First you lay out the situation
Then you tell a little more
It was so devastating
I almost fell down on the floor

‘Cause I’ve got the blues
I’ve got the how to write your own blues song blues


Kurt Vonnegut and Phil J. Farmer
Both writers with some score
Found themselves preoccupied
with a Trout name of Kilgore

They had the blues
The protagonists taking-on-lives-of-their-own blues


Miss Muffet on her tuffet
Was timid and unsure
She'd not tolerate to communicate
With impure spider spoor

She had the blues
The arachnophobia luncheon on the lawn blues

I have a few more posted over at my livejournal Compose your own in the comments, or request nicely, and I'll attempt a custom stanza just for you!

The light at the end of the tunnel

I can finally see the first glimmer of graduation appearing on the horizon. If I take a full time schedule starting this spring, plus two classes in the summer, I'll be there in just over a year. Even if I don't manage that, a class or two the following summer will square things away. I have two minors, and I have my senior seminar selected. There's room for some tweaking, but it's really going to fall into place. I'm probably going to take an elective on report-writing. It's only one credit, and it applies to everything else. I'm going to shop for a laptop, because search-able notes would be good. Should really take another shot at finding a glasses prescription that I like. When you can't see well, reading takes on a divination quality, and there tend to be three or four books per class. Rapid skimming is important.

Last week I had fun singing my Passion song for a live audience. There was an impromptu band. They were great, but they kept waiting for me to break into a chorus. When I finished the verses, they rebelled; bursting into a lengthy refrain about “California Girls” even though the song is clearly about guys. The Puppets made an appearance as a kids' craft project. As usual, the horse was the most popular.

I took the PrissKids to a screening of Harry Potter 4 and Fun With Dick and Jane 2. Both films met my preferences of not too loud, not too stupid, and no suspense. I wonder if the shift from theater markets to home viewing has finally allowed movies to expand beyond an “action” genre. The visual effects in Potter were excellent, while understated. It was everything that the Star Wars movies are not. There was free pizza too. Rock.

Ancient Prisstory

Here I am, dressed up for the season, just after my 7th Birthday. This was the best costume that my mom ever made. She was not happy that I wore the sash as a headscarf. It had been intended as a belt.


Here are Felice and Belle, the Priss Sisters. They like fancy headdresses too.


Little Brother Leo, AKA The Bratty little Brother, (making his full name LBL the BLB) wouldn't arrive for another 2 years. But thanks to the magic of armchair time travel, here he is completing the set.

Sticks to the roof of your mouth

Yesterday I had to use a hot glue gun. I pretended that it was a woodchuck.

Try to say this out loud.

How much glue
could a glue gun glue
if a glue gun could glue glue?

How much glue
could a glue gun gun
if a glue gun could gun glue?

It'd gun so much glue
I'd say, “Merci beaucoup!”
That glue gun do glue glue.