Sunday, November 18, 2007
XieXie Ni, Mei Mei.
She sent me a link, so I won't need to. I'll leave that to the 14 readers who regularly log their IPs with my site meter.
http://fray.slate.com/discuss/search/SearchResults.aspx?q=XieXie+Ni
Friday, November 02, 2007
Repapering the P-Fray
Mary Ann has only been gone two days and already there are toothless women sitting bow-legged on the front porch swing, and ferrets pissing on the living room rug.
You do Moira real proud.
UPDATE: kvetching & whining
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Welcome to the new Ballot Box.
To wit -- MaryAnn has handed in her notice, and poets like Islandtime and Artemesia are likely to follow suit.
Already Tempo is gloating and doing her Evil C*nt Dance.
Mark my words. Tempo has flushed the toilet, and P-fray is coated in her shit, sliding its way to the septic tank.
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Readers want to know. How does Tempo feel about grandiose Official Farewell Posts?
Subject: Ironic though it may be, since I just
From: Tempo
Date: Sep 28 2003 10:23PM
spent an hour on the BOTF reading through a long thread
where a favorite poster of mine announces his resignation
from the Fray, it is regrettably time for me to do the same
thing over here.
I'll check in from time to time as a guest, if I may, but it's
clearly time for me to leave this place.
A Fray that won't accept, with respect and consideration, a
serious and well-thought-out post about our current political
and international disaster, even when that post is focused on
poetry and states in a clear prose introduction as to why it is
being written, is NOT a Fray where I care to hang out any
longer.
I wish you all the best, but my usefulness here is
clearly done.
Powder, thanks for pushing me over the edge with your
well-meant but inaccurate poem; I've needed to do this for a
long, long time. If you ever get your cowboy self down to the
City, I'm still buying lunch.
Mary Ann, you want this throne so badly? Take it, it's all
yours. And I hope you find the courage to try to write a
poem someday; I truly do.
Ted, thanks for fighting the good fight but it's clearly a
losing one, over here. I will follow your fine work with
interest.
I write this with sadness but finality.
Everybody knows where and how to reach me.
I will post my poems on the BOTF from time to time; if
you-all ever figure out how to break out of the confines
of this little isolated Eden, you can find them over there.
And 'as always, any and all comments will be welcome." :-)
And I will continue to email to the core group for responses
to the new poems, with one obvious exception.
Best to all
and to most, LOVE,
Tempo (Contempo that was)
m=8310545
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Sock Puppets, Pantyhose, and Flying Monkeys
Furry Lillith puts on her I-B-Blunt pajamas with the feet still attached, while shaggy Loriboo wags a monkey tail, cackling at her fecal wit. A wooly CatNapping.feeds the poets doggerel in a sboof of foobs, and MaryAnn giggles with her imaginary friends Angel and Freedom Writer. Not to be overlooked is Artemesia who has invented her very own fluffy sycophant Galatea. Or is that the other way around? Who came first the art or the gal? Tribble or Trouble?
Welcome back Moira. I hope you brought your own air tank. Don't eat the triticale.
UPDATE: CatNapping has written to deny. Shall we believe her?
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
No CatNapping, 63 is not the new 50.
Tempo says, "Now I'd say I'm a fairly attractive, impish,
late middle-aged brunette with a little bit o' charm.
How's that? I'm holdin' my own, mostly. :-)"
CatNapping says, "I guess 63 is the new 50."
Both of you passed your middle years decades ago. The average life-expectancy for women is 80. Middle-aged is 40.
UPDATE: Kitten, you have Tempo dead to rights. She was born in 1945.
April 2, 1945. She is 62 years old and she is drawing Social Security benefits.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Lunesta
True to form, she's enraged at another woman's popularity and talent. Then again, I remember from our personal communiques, Tempo likes to be smited. Man, woman, or Goddess, it makes no difference, as long as it stings a little.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Methinks she Drinks
She's overwrought. She's drunk. And she really, really, really hates Topazz.
;-) Ah, a temptation far too hard to resist...
by Nightengale2
08/29/2007, 3:54 PM
Starting with the laughable notion that two ex-barmaids
like yourself and Iso, so amusingly and continuously appear to live under some
sort of illusion that you know more than most on The Fray, that's laughing point
number one.
Moving forward to Iso becoming critical of someone elses
advice on a list of excellent poets...for catnapping's consumption, (a person
who, generally, doesn't posess the acumen to know her tailbone from her shin
bone, even on a good day)..that's a gargantuan ,laugh number two.
moving on
down the list of ironic giggles, comes your predictable ,sillly ,hysterical,
rightious indignation that anyone like Nairobi would complain about the ex
barmaid being affronted in the first place.
It's just an incredibly funny thread..but I doubt you can
see why..shades of The Emperor's New Clothes syndrome..comes to mind,
too.
luv ya, toe! ;-)
Re: This Week's MBTU Winners & Losers
by lapnapping
08/29/2007, 8:41 PM
Real loser:
Topazz -- at life.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Antipasto is Deactivated
Social Emotional Readiness
Spamming Boards? .................Yes
Attacking Respected Posters? .....Yes
Inordinate Number of Nics? .......Yes
Center of Every Pissing War? .....Yes
Substantive Posts? ...............No
Monday, August 20, 2007
The Gods are getting muddy.
For those trying to keep up with disposable nicknames.
Dreamweaver is Dreambird.
Lillith's Jumbo Tush is Dreambird.
Catovanni Iroquoinelli is Lillith.
TheOddNebber is Lillith.
Nightengale is Loriboo.
mlj is Loriboo.
Antipasto is Tempo.
Catnapping is Catnapping.
Want to know who Zeus-boy is?
UPDATE: Mud on My Face
The infection that started out a canker sore on the Chatterbox Penis has spread to Poems, Fraywatch, Dear Prudence, and Kausfiles Special. Our Gonorrhea Gals -- NightlyDrunk, Tempo, and Lillith have spent most of their nights and days spamming and threadjacking at the top of their lungs. So much for substantive posts.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
I never objected to your fat
Eat all the ice cream you like. But please darling *for me* do a few sit ups after each quart.