I can’t stop admiring everything in this Etsy shop.
Ever wondered what would happen if six famous female fictional characters lived under one roof?
Castle: Haven’t seen you in a while. It’s been a windy few days, hasn’t it?
Cloud: Yeah. How would you know, though? I don’t think you’ve moved an inch.
Castle: What can I say? Man made me strong. I don’t have to take nights off, either.
Cloud: (bristling) Hey! Just because you can’t see me doesn’t mean I’m not here.
Castle: That’s true.
As night falls…
Castle: Cloudy? Are you still there?
Castle: I thought you might have blown off by now.
Cloud: I don’t think the winds are favouring the east coast at the moment.
Cloud: What’s on your mind?
Castle: I was just wondering…..how do you do it?
Cloud: Do what?
Castle: How do you manage to exist as a metaphor for so many things? I mean, I know you have a silver lining, there are at least nine of you, and you’ve amassed an astonishingly large collection of heads.
Cloud: Ha! You forgot about me being a bad influence when I brood darkly and hover near the horizon.
Castle: I like when that happens, don’t understand why others don’t.
Cloud: (shrugs) Eh. Some people’d prefer if I didn’t exist, so they can savour the sun more. Others, or the same people at a different time, really look forward to the times I bring rain. I’m sure farmers do. And there’s probably a perfume in honour of my heavy hours- with the sweet scent of Petrichor.
Castle: I bet there is. I’m jealous.
Cloud: You do a fair amount of metamorphosis yourself. What’s the matter of the day? Sand? Glass?
Castle: It’s stone, actually. But, thanks for asking. We do a good job as metaphors, don’t we?
Cloud: Of course. You ever wonder how we’d work together?
Castle: We can always find out.
And so, with a wobbly foundation, amidst azurean mist, the first castle atop a cloud was built.
You obviously know that I place letter-writing on a pedestal. So does this site. It has original letters from famous people…..Morrissey, Oscar Wilde, Bob Dylan…..see if your favourites are in the archives.
Ain’t this the truth.
The Flu: Hmmm…do I, or do I not invade you?
Me: I sometimes willed it, in school when classes weren’t as interesting, but not now, please. I happen to like college.
The Flu: They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Me: I can’t afford to miss a class! So much happens every time.
The Flu: You’re looking at this all wrong. I could give you a chance to work on the assignments you keep complaining about.
Me: There’s a difference between procrastinating when healthy and when sick.
The Flu: I’m sure there’s also a difference between healthy procrastination and unhealthy procrastination. (sly glance)
Me: Cryptic is not a good colour on you.
The Flu: I suppose I’ll stick to mucous-green.
Me: You do look phlegm-tastic on most days.
The Flu: I’m not even going to ask about the exceptions you’re imagining.
Me: You know, “most days” I have no idea what you look like, so I’m being uncharacteristically optimistic.
The Flu: Gee, thanks.
Me: You don’t really care about my opinion, do you? You’re one of the most influenzal people I know.
The Flu: I suppose asking you to keep that one bottled up would have been too much.
Me: Okay, okay…I’ll give it a rest….which is what people need when you bump into them. (twinkling eyes)
The Flu: Alright, make room in your head for less funny thoughts. I’m coming over.
(The Flu marches towards Anna)
Me: I didn’t want to have to do this….but my hand’s been forced. Bring on the tea over-load!
Led by Commanders Spearmint and Rooibos.
Seven iconic places fight for the top spot among the wonders of the world. Let’s hear what each one has to say.
Eiffel Tower: I am by far the most elegant symbol of a country, besides being one of the tallest. I represent art, industry and science.
Leaning Tower of Pisa: You were only the tallest for forty years, and how many of those were spent toying with gravity?
Great Wall of China: It doesn’t take much to stand in one place and look pretty. Have any of you been able to protect your country from intruders?
Taj Mahal: Some things are more important than war. Like the love a Mughal king had for his dead wife, when he was inspired to build me.
Grand Canyon: Being a giant tomb is never a selling point. Carrying nearly two billion years of geological history in every rocky curve is.
Great Pyramid of Giza: You’re an overblown hole. I’ll have you know, being chosen as The tomb for an important person is an honor. Holding treasure was a short-term perk.
The Colosseum: I seem to be the only one with no thought of materialistic pride. I have witnessed bloodbaths, survived earthquakes and been used as a quarry. My middle name is “Courage”, which is what I give to those who seek me out in connection with their religion.
None of them won the battle.
Here, in my opinion, are the real seven wonders of the world:
The colour Black
Death, or more specifically, Mortality