Friday, October 06, 2006

On Columbus Day, Poppy Discovered New England.

Did you know that you can get to the New World by flying west? Because that's what I did this morning, and guess what? The natives are friendly and peaceful, and even speak what sounds like a variety of English. (Although they talk wicked funny.) So I've decided to call this place "New England." Yay me!

And listen, you decadent Old World types: the leaves here are amazing, brilliant colors, all yellow and orange and red. It's as though the trees are on fire! And yet, there is a refreshing nip in the air.

But of course, this is the Buxoms we're talking about, so are we checking out the flora and fauna? Of course not. One of us is watching Star Wars, one is listening to CDs on her Walkman, one is blogging, and one has decided to cook dinner.

Happy Columbus Day weekend, and may the force be with you.

p.s. Recently Sweetney commented over here, and I checked out her blog. Inspired by her excellent "About me" post, I decided--after two years of blogging--to write one myself. I pretty much followed the format of her entry, and I'm hoping that this will be perceived as homage, rather than the theft of her intellectual property. Those of you who are tired of my whimsicality yet who crave more of my so-called insights will find the link over there to the left, near the picture Mucha painted of me.

1 comment:

  1. what a freaking hilarious writer you are. let's hear it for random site at crazy/hip mamas.


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