Anything food related would lead to New Orleans, which wouldn't be too perky.
I keep thinking about changing my tagline, but things keep sucking.
Wash: Captain, didn't you know kissin' girls makes you sleepy? Mal: Well sometimes I just can't help myself.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Dana - Jun 02, 2006 9:51:21 am PDT #6914 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Typo Boy - Jun 02, 2006 9:54:14 am PDT #6915 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Halvah
Honey, sugar, sesame seed paste - usually something even a sweet lover like me ate in very small quanties. But days at the beach were different. Run along the sand for hours, swim along the shore for what seemed like miles. Play volleyball. By the time all that was finished a giant chunk hit in a pure rush of pleasure and returning energy.
deborah grabien - Jun 02, 2006 9:55:32 am PDT #6916 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I keep thinking about changing my tagline, but things keep sucking.
And there's a tagline, right there.
But yeah, point taken and nodded at, about the food. I don't understand the whole food as comfort thing, as stated in my first drabble: when I eat, it's for entirely different reasons. So any comfort was for another person, and that didn't work.
Not cheerful, no. But there you are. Shit keeps happening.
Dana - Jun 02, 2006 10:23:30 am PDT #6917 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Signs cluster excitedly on street corners, planted like implausible flowers next to non-functioning stoplights: "Trash Removal!" "We Restore Old Photo's!" "50 Signs for $50!" It looks like Election Day, but instead of choosing your representative, you're electing people to help rebuild your life.
Nestled among the advertisements for contractors and demolition specialists are hand-lettered signs, like roses amid the dandelions. Supermarkets, family restaurants, bars, all announcing some variation of the same phrase.
We are open. We are here. This city is our home. Come to us and be fed. Break bread with your neighbors. Rejoice that you're alive and hungry.
(100 words)
lisah - Jun 02, 2006 10:26:19 am PDT #6918 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
oh Dana. that is beautiful
Amy - Jun 02, 2006 10:28:39 am PDT #6919 of 10001
Because books.
We are open. We are here. This city is our home. Come to us and be fed. Break bread with your neighbors. Rejoice that you're alive and hungry.
This broke me a little. Wonderful drabble, Dana.
Typo Boy - Jun 02, 2006 10:29:38 am PDT #6920 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
What Lisah and AmyLiz said.
deborah grabien - Jun 02, 2006 10:31:10 am PDT #6921 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
DAMN, Dana. Way to put your money where your mouth is. And now I want enough beignets to induce a sugar coma.
SailAweigh - Jun 02, 2006 11:27:59 am PDT #6922 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Mmmm, beignets. Damn fine drabble, Dana.
Liese S. - Jun 02, 2006 12:21:32 pm PDT #6923 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Oh, wow, Dana.