<hmmm... maybe The Lord Ellpus is Gus>
I am afraid not littlek, although I wouldnt mind him as one of my ground staff. He would certainly sort out the Llamas, as they are particularly aggresive at this time of the year, due to sexual frustration.
Ellpus.
The final score between Upper Sandusky and Wooster in the State finals today - giving Upper the state championship to finish their season with a 27 - 0 record. YAY!
Awesome team with a knack for being able to blister the net outside the arc. They deserved to win - and WIN they did!
Thumbs up to the team and coach Diebler for an awesome season!
BIG SMILE
Quote:He would certainly sort out the Llamas, as they are particularly aggresive at this time of the year, due to sexual frustration.
You're pretty funny yourself, Lord Ellpus.
Me too! Funny. Specifically that one. I said out loud, ohhhh, how SWEET! I dunno why. That they've been together for so long and are finally able to get married, I guess.
32 years together, and so cute!
I was hugely smiling.
I have been smiling all morning.
My Accountant has been in, and she has spent the last hour juggling with my assets.
A very happy Ellpus.
I thought you looked particularly jolly this morning your Lordship.
I assume none of your assetts were liquidated.
I'm smiling today as, in my neck of the woods, it's the best weather so far this year. The sun is shining, the wind is non-existent, the temperature is a typical British "mild". Fantastic. Shame to spoil it by working all day on entering measured quantities of pre-cast concrete troughs onto a spreadsheet, but who gives a ****, eh? Not me.
Pictures of a flowering peach tree in Kyoto and tulips in France. Spring just arrived via my computer and A2K.
Yay for Spring!
There crocus shoots are up in my yard and about to bloom.
Went to Target yesterday, always an interesting combination of college students (jocks, hipsters, sorority girls), families, older professionals, etc., etc. From that melange one person stood out -- a girl in full ballerina mufti. (Adult, but young.) Very beautiful and ornate vintage-looking tutu, toe shoes, tights, hair up, high-drama Russian-looking makeup. What was jarring though was that she didn't look like a dancer at all. Thin, but no particular muscle tone, just sort of soft. None of the usual dancer's carriage, just slouching along.
She was flanked by a couple of black-clad hipsters, a boy and a girl. They looked a little tiny bit sheepish, less welcoming of the attention the ballerina was getting and handling with poise.
I started watching other people's reactions -- the women would all immediately smile at the vision of ballerina-ness, and then the sour notes would register and the smile would kind of freeze, and then the brows would furrow ever-so-slightly, and the gaze would flit to the black-clad sidekicks, and the brows would furrow a bit more.
I lost sight of her, went off and did my thing. After quite a while, I ran into the little group at the back of the store, in the outdoor/ garden section. One of the black-clad sidekicks had taken out a camera, and the ballerina was striking various poses at one of the barbecues, flourishing a spatula. I smiled widely and genuinely, and both of the sidekicks flashed little "it was her idea, maybe it'll turn out" kinds of grins.
When I walked away, the ballerina was testing whether a decorative plaster garden column would hold her weight.
being on spring break! yay!
Another Silvi Story. After picking up my 5 year old neice from school, we went to her house to feed her little brother. I told her we were going to have to take a car ride to get him to sleep (the only way left for me to get him to sleep), she fought it, whined, winged, cranked and then finally succumbed. After two quick turns, she said, "Anyway, I wanted to go for a drive". This is her line "Let's go for a drive" when she's feeling sleepy. But, she'd never admit to being sleepy, just that she wanted to go for a drive.
She was asleep before her brother and he was asleep 10 minutes into the drive. An hour later her mother came home to find us all in the car in the driveway. I opened the door and the kids woke up. I said, "Silvi your mama's home, wake up all the way and let's go inside." She grogily shot back, "I wasn't asleep." I confirned that she was asleep and she retorted with the classic "I was just resting." The first time I'd heard her say that - it was like no other child or adult has ever said it before her.
Question illogical. I cannot physically smile.
Every other part of my anatomy is fully functional though, apart from my genitalia, which devolved in my species over 50000 of your solar cycles ago.
Still, I have plenty of films to watch, and I like the occasional game of Bingo.
