tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889388775673754833.post3032988116431632186..comments2024-02-24T03:34:18.060-05:00Comments on Stealing Commas: New England Mentality (A Poem)chris the cynichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06872875475212333027noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889388775673754833.post-6290169563292529482015-08-30T22:19:10.207-04:002015-08-30T22:19:10.207-04:00Heh, Paul, not a bad idea.Heh, Paul, not a bad idea.Lonesparkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16278753827545905559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889388775673754833.post-49348657840880081662015-08-30T19:04:54.130-04:002015-08-30T19:04:54.130-04:00My brain keeps trying to sing this to Iowa Stubbor...My brain keeps trying to sing this to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xV7ZcVFSWWU" rel="nofollow">Iowa Stubborn</a>.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889388775673754833.post-64882475200088419102015-08-22T20:26:05.571-04:002015-08-22T20:26:05.571-04:00Feel free to mess around with the meter, I'd b...Feel free to mess around with the meter, I'd be interested in seeing your version.<br /><br />it's "a Jot" not "a Lot" but the not rhyming thing would still hold true. I've never actually heard of shallot before, and certainly never heard is spoken, but something on the internet assured me it rhymed with Jot-Lot-Bot-[so forth] and it's a plant, so I could say "bumper crop of"<br /><br />Honestly I'm most concerned about we/plea because I feel like the force of wanting to end the sentence might overpower the line break and make it so that the "we" is lost to the ear and the sound you're expecting a rhyme for is instead "judge" and I have said nothing of fudge (or anything else that rhymes with "judge".)chris the cynichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06872875475212333027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889388775673754833.post-41594505000085760652015-08-22T18:25:55.202-04:002015-08-22T18:25:55.202-04:00This is pretty good I think, though it's not e...This is pretty good I think, though it's not exactly in my first cultural language. Not quite.<br /><br />I'm kind of annoyed by the rhythm, though. It makes me want to mess around with the meter. Also, shallot doesn't rhyme with a lot (or alot), though maybe you did that on purpose? Some of us hate visual rhymes, tho...Lonesparkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16278753827545905559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3889388775673754833.post-87763232185048229582015-08-22T12:12:46.472-04:002015-08-22T12:12:46.472-04:00*nodnod*
People keep randomly complimenting me on...*nodnod*<br /><br />People keep randomly complimenting me on my DS9 T-shirt. It's kind of freaking me out. I may need to restrict that T-shirt to only times when I am feeling particularly up to random conversations.<br /><br />Of course, I think the guy at the grocery store who commented that I must really like cheese when he saw me stocking up on cheddar would have done so even if I hadn't been wearing that shirt. I mean, honestly. *I* only strike up random conversations with people during town festivals, which are special times set apart from the ordinary flow of life in which not all the standard social rules apply*, and even then there's the thrill of the taboo about it.<br /><br />*For instance, the standard rules frown upon wearing bodices, but Ren Faire rules encourage it.Brinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18034585577015417306noreply@blogger.com