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Clippings

Sometimes when I'm at work I have these moments.
Little thoughts that I felt needed to be documented so they could be remembered and perhaps expanded upon later.
So I print out strips of receipt tape and get them illegibly scrabbled down.

So, Here are a few of them

On Killing Bees:
-The bees look to be in so much pain when they die.
It's nearly human, the agony.
You've snuffed out something so small
but purposeful.

-The Bee Peoples of the Northern Garden Hut are mourning the recent loss of their queen.

On Weather and Things Like It:
-Aw. Nice. Boob sweat.

-My arm hair is bleaching in the sun.

-It smells of "gonna rain"

-I need some cooler pants. It's hotter than blue blazes out here.

Inside and Around:
-Today I inadvertently set someone up for a "that's what she said joke"
A woman comes up to me
she says
I'm getting one of those chairs, a woman told me you had more and that she'd bring one up.
So, I help her check out and
before she leaves say
she was bringing one of those up for you, you said?
she responds
"that's what she said"
a line of people chuckled

-I lost the almost-best pen in the world.
It's just a little bit less than what a perfect pen should weigh
and writes just shy of heaven.
oh zebra, return to me

-A man comes in and says to me
You know, it makes sense that your name is Libby because your hair is the color of pumpkins
I know exactly what he means. I get this all the time
but his wife looks at him
"honey. that makes NO sense"
shaking her head

-It's nearing flag day and this women calls in wondering if we have "Don't tread on me" flags.
No. No we don't. Ethan and I exchange amused looks.

-It's official: Irish accents are best thing in the world.




Things I learned
My ability to think creatively drops dramatically when I'm hot.
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  1. Elle on June 20, 2010 at 10:55 PM

    i love these. so clever and wise of you.

     


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