2001-03-19 | 04:29:59

most kids want to have a pony, but as a lad corduroy licorice asked santa for a horse of a different color. when old claus delivered on the request with a saffron steed, corduroy had the nerve to look the gift horse in the mouth! "how could i give a foal to a fool like you?" cried st. nick, "instead, a lump of coal. now toodledoo!"

that really happened, too. i swear it on my cordon bleu.

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i had fun in spite of myself this weekend. friday night there was birthday party at a bar for a co-worker. i really didn't want to go, just out of pure laziness and homebody-ness, but i went and had fun thanks to tv zero and my good friends, k-girl and p-girl. my girlfriends and i closed the place. p-girl and i sang "hey jude" together as the barkeep turned on the cockroach lights. i never realized how many "nah, nah, nah, nahnahnahnah" refrains that song has! but it was fun to hang out and sip midori sours and watch bar behavior.

at each booth in the joint, there were little bowls of m&ms to munch on. one of our buddies decided it would be super-fun to throw the candy at us from another booth. after awhile being showered by snacks lost its charm. someone in our group complained about being pelleted. "i know," i said, "and the worst part is that he's wasting chocolate! there are women in china pms'ing!" heh.

then i went to a wedding on a boat. it sounds romantic and all, but it's a bit of a drag to be stuck putting around a harbor in cramped quarters with tons of strangers, so-so food and a bride and groom you barely know. the good news was that a past work connection brought a tableful of some of my favorite girls together. we got through the four-hour tour thanks to each other. good times. neat. afterwards, i was really glad c-girl had invited me as her date.

sunday i went to a cooking party that i didn't really want to go to. it was like a tupperware party, but they sell you cooking tools. i cook not, but my sister was the hostess and i wanted to help her out. the demonstration was a bit of a bore for a non-chef like myself, but afterwards my sis and i took a long walk in the breezy twilight and got to talk. p-girl even drove by, honked, then pulled over to show us her new spring shopping finds. i stood in the gathering darkness, smiling at my good friend and my sweet sister, feeling the soft meow of spring in the night air and was suddenly buoyed by hope and goodness.

i'm so glad i did all of those things i didn't want to do!

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wink of the day:

i found a cool diary this weekend and wanted to share. she's belly-up and she has a very cool writing style. also, i really dig the "black-eye" photo she features on her main page...an intriguing mix of pain, beauty, sadness and peace.

here is a passage from her journal that got to me:

"then there was a coffee break, and people mingled, sipping coffee or glasses of (melted) ice water, being handsome and beautiful and casual and relaxed and confident. i stayed in my seat, watching and crossing and uncrossing my weighted, awkward, lead-filled legs. cracking knuckles, folding and unfolding my thick, jointless arms. feeling conspicuous and stiff and absurd."

ain't she cool? damn straight.

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