tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post1341935754354312645..comments2023-12-26T22:01:53.402-05:00Comments on The Synchronicity of Indeterminacy: Indeterminacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-90914311866593654612009-02-11T20:41:00.000-05:002009-02-11T20:41:00.000-05:00She waited there... dreaming of him remembering th...She waited there... dreaming of him remembering that beautiful day when he gave them to her.. when his words built a wonderful fairytale around her.. Oh! love forever, love always, he even gave her the socks to cross into her new world with! What a wonderful gift for a lovely new world! Her fairytale had come true at last. Her prince charming rescued her from the horrible real world with striped socks. To bad he still has a fairytale job.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-74939819868575711622008-03-04T07:43:00.000-05:002008-03-04T07:43:00.000-05:00Thank you Kim for your very kind words! I love Tab...Thank you Kim for your very kind words! I love Tabi's drawing too - and it's nice to know you thought the story/poem (I don't know either which) worked. I forwarded your comment to Tabi.Indeterminacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-40826856295304266882008-03-04T06:06:00.000-05:002008-03-04T06:06:00.000-05:00ah yes it's wonderful to be mad !!I DO love this d...ah yes it's wonderful to be mad !!<BR/><BR/>I DO love this drawing...lots of talent and the accompanying story/poem really WORKS !!Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08308898926898440376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-49457605576474598452008-03-03T04:27:00.000-05:002008-03-03T04:27:00.000-05:00Muchas gracias, La Delirante! I'm confronted by th...Muchas gracias, La Delirante! I'm confronted by the idea of insanity a lot these days, at home. Our son picked up this phrase from English class and uses it all the time: "Are you mad!?"Indeterminacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-53998364306276578322008-03-03T04:12:00.000-05:002008-03-03T04:12:00.000-05:00Really lovely!"Stripes might make them lose their ...Really lovely!<BR/><BR/>"Stripes might make them lose their mind, wondering what is hid behind". Loved it :) <BR/><BR/>Have a great week!La delirantehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05247193369830489441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-39242594245018884452008-02-28T01:29:00.000-05:002008-02-28T01:29:00.000-05:00Checkers and stripes. A story, or a poem? Lovely.M...Checkers and stripes. A story, or a poem? Lovely.<BR/><BR/>Mrs. Weirsdo, oh, the longing for red shoes. Every girl's dream.Bannohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03855784743978203037noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-55340415087085597742008-02-28T00:56:00.000-05:002008-02-28T00:56:00.000-05:00Mrs Weirsdo: Tabita's drawings remind me a little ...Mrs Weirsdo: Tabita's drawings remind me a little of some artwork by a German artist Willy Hohmann (1897-1963) - the colors and the playful sense. I think that's what caught my eye.<BR/><BR/>Cheesemeister: I am thin and ugly, so I guess we should just hug each other.Indeterminacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-69974076244776842672008-02-27T03:19:00.000-05:002008-02-27T03:19:00.000-05:00The only thing I can say is that this looks rather...The only thing I can say is that this looks rather like me when I was 18. I was never a raving beauty, but I thought I was fat and ugly. Now I really am fat and ugly and wish I looked like that again, but would do anything not to be as miserable as I was then.Cie Cheesemeisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14871507564733240927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-37461039968934966522008-02-25T17:24:00.000-05:002008-02-25T17:24:00.000-05:00BTW, I really like Tabita's work. The chess drawin...BTW, I really like Tabita's work. The chess drawing reminds me of Garth Williams' illustrations for CHARLOTTE'S WEB.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-70321590194537540072008-02-25T17:20:00.000-05:002008-02-25T17:20:00.000-05:00I was very proud that I knew about the fried liver...I was very proud that I knew about the fried liver attack in the last set of stories.<BR/><BR/>Thanks, Indie. I didn't realize both of them started the same way until after I read your comment.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-24221496266441569772008-02-25T12:48:00.000-05:002008-02-25T12:48:00.000-05:00GPV: Who said chess was a boring game!GPV: Who said chess was a boring game!Indeterminacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-62026983405495123292008-02-25T10:06:00.000-05:002008-02-25T10:06:00.000-05:00Liza was upset,to think about the way Henry blaise...Liza was upset,to think about the way Henry blaise checked-mate her in only ten moves made her feel<BR/>dizzy, and the bet they agreed on was to be paid to the winner.<BR/>Henry was silently observing her,<BR/>she thought "rats,I'll keep my stockings on and just pust my skirt up".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-50788316091209567372008-02-25T08:43:00.000-05:002008-02-25T08:43:00.000-05:00Mrs Weirsdo! The story is lovely! These sketches a...Mrs Weirsdo! The story is lovely! These sketches are magical to inspire such little gems.Indeterminacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112417911577798263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661194.post-45619050047949939382008-02-25T08:36:00.000-05:002008-02-25T08:36:00.000-05:00At first Lynne was enchanted with the elf's gift o...At first Lynne was enchanted with the elf's gift of magic stockings. She danced better than all the other girls now, just as the little man had promised.<BR/>But over the ensuing weeks, the gift became a curse as Lynne was consumed with longing for the little red shoes he had withheld.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com