Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Thank you, Susan B.

And all the rest of you who were ridiculed, ostracized, even imprisoned and mistreated for daring to say that your voice was as important as a man's.

So, for those of you who are U.S. citizens, mail in your ballot today, or trot down to the polls on the 4th. Don't ever forget how hard the right was to win. Most of our great great grans have passed on now, but let's not let them down.

P.S. Boys should vote, too.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Low Prim Static Appaloosa

I apologize for not putting this on the market sooner, and I'm sure I have a good excuse :) Anyway, he's only 16 prims, actually 3 less than his Static Arabian cousin. I gave him a "heads up" posture, perfect for alertly sticking his snuzzle out of his paddock.

As always, you can find it on sale at the Carriage House in Caledon Eyre:

Monday, October 6, 2008

Thoughts From Those Who Ought Not Drink Coffee

We are all constantly reaching a certain age
When the Door to the Kingdom shuts behind us
And we half glance over our shoulder to see
That it’s too late, really

We know of that Other Girl in the choir
Who is asked to step up for the solo
And her family coos and the reception people smile
And we ourselves aren’t asked back the next year

And we fall off the balance beam
To the merriment of all
And the world tells us that no matter how we try
We’ll never be the sparkle make-up wearing ingĂ©nue
Arching tall upon the mat as the crowds cheer

And so we shuffle our way forwards
Wondering if the next year might hold
A turn in the woods
Beyond which lies
A gold stone path

And the day comes
When we are too old to be Dorothy
We will never meet the Wizard
But then again
We don’t fear the Monkeys

For the world loves the young
To cherish
And to eat
But only the choice ones are taken
And the rest are let alone on the kerb

With my plain mucked shoes dangling
Over the gutter water of time
I pull my feet underneath myself
And step into the rain
To drown
Perchance to dream

The Piano

Nothing to do with anything, save I love the piece, and the movie haunts me in many ways.

Friday, October 3, 2008

The Next Project....

For the last day or so, I've been working with the Mistress of Tinies, Ms. Martini Discovolante on downsizing. Fortunately, in our Virtual World, that word has pleasanter connotations than it might in the workaday environs. Here, it simply means that those poor Badger might not find themselves constantly blurring those bitty feet to catch up with everyone else!