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Nov. 17th, 2008 11:40 amA few years ago, I gave friends Louisiana Carnival throws, because I had a bunch for various strange and obscure reasons (I blame my publisher - she blames me). One of the friends (shall I call him Russky, just so that he doesn't sound too abstract? yes, I shall), Russky, was much saddened within days of receiving his throw. It was a voodoo one. It had disappeared. We all duly mourned.
Anyhow, today, Mopsy's mother (since today is the day of cute bylines) returned me the costume I had brought for Russky to wear around the same time (he never did wear the costume, despite its glorious redness and its handmade lace, but that's another story) and with the costume, was the missing throw.
My question is, what do I do with it? Do I quietly return it to Russky? Do I stir him in a public place? Do I hold it hostage and demand, say, an atlas or a good spec fic book (I was thinking of one by that Kirkpatrick guy) in return? All suggestions welcome. In fact, I might find another of the carnival throws (not as nice as Russky's but still cool) and post it to whoever comes up with the best suggestion for what I do next.
PS Today I have packaged the nicer side of myself and put her out of the way. I'm going to the dentist and have much housework to do and niceness seemed too much effort.
PPS I had planned on life being but a bowl of cherries this morning. Then I ate the cherries and the metaphor collapsed.
PPPS In case you were wondering, Mopsy's mother is fabulous.
Anyhow, today, Mopsy's mother (since today is the day of cute bylines) returned me the costume I had brought for Russky to wear around the same time (he never did wear the costume, despite its glorious redness and its handmade lace, but that's another story) and with the costume, was the missing throw.
My question is, what do I do with it? Do I quietly return it to Russky? Do I stir him in a public place? Do I hold it hostage and demand, say, an atlas or a good spec fic book (I was thinking of one by that Kirkpatrick guy) in return? All suggestions welcome. In fact, I might find another of the carnival throws (not as nice as Russky's but still cool) and post it to whoever comes up with the best suggestion for what I do next.
PS Today I have packaged the nicer side of myself and put her out of the way. I'm going to the dentist and have much housework to do and niceness seemed too much effort.
PPS I had planned on life being but a bowl of cherries this morning. Then I ate the cherries and the metaphor collapsed.
PPPS In case you were wondering, Mopsy's mother is fabulous.