Quilly | May 31, 2009
Okay, for those of you who know my stand on accepting awards – “Thank you. That was sweet. I appreciate you’re thinking of me. I love all my peeps and I’m not passing this on because I can’t possibly choose …” Thom shamed me into re-evaluating my stand. He said something along the lines of [...]
Quilly | May 30, 2009
She, whingeing. “My node id stuft. I can’d breafe. My hed hurds. I hab an icky cough an I feel horbidle.”
He comes and sits on the bed beside her, puts his hand on her forehead, then stuffs a thermomenter in her mouth. “Shhhh…” he says.
She removes the thermometer, coughs and complains, “I cand breafe.”
“I know,” [...]
Quilly | May 29, 2009
I called my landlord the other day and told him there was much agitation at our house because the washing machine wouldn’t.
“It doesn’t agitate?” He queried. I confirmed that it neither agitated or spun. He said he’d be right over.
He and his buddy came with a couple of tool boxes, a moving dolly and a [...]
Quilly | May 29, 2009
I am sick. I spent yesterday vegatating. Today I’m going into work only long enough to get the urgent things handled. DayQuil® is my friend. I’m rather fond of Kleenex®, too!
Quilly | May 27, 2009
Welcome to Three Word Thursday #16. This week, joining the quondam word-list, we have niddering; amanuensis & tyro. We also have a whole list of perspicacious writers. If you enjoy reading my story, leave a comment then click on the names of the other players and go see how they used the [...]
Quilly | May 26, 2009
Jientje, our mistress of fun, has cooked up a wonderful photo challenge, and this is what she has to say about it:
When I was a kid, I was always fascinated by the colourful language my grandmother used. She had such a way with words, she had her own funny ways to describe things and [...]
Quilly | May 25, 2009
She said, “Thom hosted this quiz on his site and I just took it. You won’t believe what it says.”
He said, “Oh?”
“It says I am a spaceship!” She answered, then read aloud:
You’re so weird that you’re practically out of this world.
You are a total dreamer.
You are obsessed with conquering the impossible.
You are wild and [...]
Quilly | May 24, 2009
For today’s post, please click here.
In honor of Memorial Day, Punny Monday has been cancelled this week.
It will return next Monday.
Quilly | May 23, 2009
He cooked dinner, a pork Sweet & Sour Stir Fry. She thanked him and told him it was delicious. She also said, “You know, of course, that I adore you.”
“What?” He said all innocent and offended. “I go to all the trouble of cooking you this great meal, and you accuse me of being unhinged?”
She [...]
Quilly | May 22, 2009
I want to join The High Order of Dragons. Fandango told me to find a local dragon and get my sacred shoelace. I found a local dragon — a very rich local dragon, he lives in a jewelry store! — and he told me I have to wrestle Dr. John and capture the [...]
Quilly | May 21, 2009
She, sitting down, looks at her legs stretched out in front of her. “Look!” She cries and points at a spot on her shin. “There’s a hole in my leg!”
He looks. “Huh,” he says.
“Huh!?” She exclaims. “What do you mean, huh? There’s a hole in my leg!”
He shrugs and says, “Looks like a chicken pox [...]
Quilly | May 20, 2009
Welcome to Three Word Thursday #15. This week, joining the quondam word-list, we have rubefacient, senticous, & divagations. We also have a whole list of perspicacious writers. If you enjoy reading my story, leave a comment then click on the names of the other players and go see how they used the words. You’ll [...]
Quilly | May 20, 2009
She: Are you hiding a bag of potato chips behind your back?
He: Well, er, uhm …. Yeah.
She: Why are you hiding them?
He: I’m not really hiding them. I’m just, uhm — getting them out of your way!
She: Oh, I see. How magnanimous. They really were cluttering the kitchen way up there on top of the [...]
Quilly | May 19, 2009
Jientje, our mistress of fun, has cooked up a wonderful photo challenge, and this is what she has to say about it:
When I was a kid, I was always fascinated by the colourful language my grandmother used. She had such a way with words, she had her own funny ways to describe things and that [...]
Quilly | May 18, 2009
Every month Jeff presents a collection of photographs and asks us to write a story using them. Below is my May offering. If you enjoy my short story, please follow the link back to the Portrait of Words Blog, and check out the other players. If you really enjoy my story, you might consider joining [...]
Susan — Stony River Farm :.
O’Ceallaigh & The Quill
