Tidbits
Now that I've recovered from the "vapors" I experienced after this morning's post, and I've come to accept the fact that Justin and Cam won't be an odd celeb couple anymore, I can report that the federal gov't won't be getting another chunk of my paycheck next Christmas. Baby G is now the proud subscriber to her very own health insurance policy and therefore, we will not have to hand over any more money than we have to to the IRS in 2007. Besides, I already spent some of the augt-seven funds on some miniatures at lunch today.
Yes, I'm one of those people now. Take heart Gentle Readers! You will find no calico fabrics, nor kuntry kitch'n furniture in my diaramas, only surreality and a touch of camp. I've almost finished my Nancy Pearl action figure's personal library (complete with actual tiny books!) and will start eventually on my Vincent Price spooky pipe organ music room, complete with spiders and bats.
2 comments:
Speed-reading is never good. I read your last sentence as:
Vincent Price spooky pipe orgasmic room
By the way, that would be spooky. Especially if it included his little "Thriller" monologue.
"The funk of forty-thousand years. . .and though you fight to stay alive, your body starts to shiver. For no mere mortal can resist the evil of the thriller."
Diorama-rama! I will never get tired of saying that.
Can't wait to see the Vincent Price room! Are you going to get a Vincent Price action figure? Do they make those?
After seeing the stunning success of Ms. Pearl's room, the spooky organ room will be orgasmic indeed.
~The Booklahver
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