No Time, No Time, No Time, No Time, I Got Got Got Got No Time

"DON’T EVER GET your speedometer confused with your clock, like I did once, because the faster you go, the later you think you are." –Jack Handey

HAPPY
Jack Handey
FRIDAY!

How are things in Glacca Mora, you ask?
ONE WORD:

CUCKOO!!!

Hit it, Gracie!:


Gotta fly, SparkleFarkle~~~~~*

P.S. I miss you.

Rest peacefully, my Mollo and ZuZu.

(Country) Road Trip

Shania Twain and Taylor Swift recreate Thelma & Louise for the CMT Music Awards. Photo Credit: Rick Diamond/Getty Images

"TAYLOR SWIFT AND SHANIA TWAIN will be featured in a Thelma & Louise-inspired video parody to serve as the opening segment of the 2011 CMT Awards airing Wednesday (June 8) at 8 p.m. ET/PT on CMT and CMT.com. [TONIGHT! The Red Carpet starts at 6 p.m. Central, so you’d better start primping

(ONE WORD:)
NOW!]

Photo Credit: Rick Diamond/Getty Images

WITH THE TWO of them in a vintage convertible, Glee star Chord Overstreet also appears in the segment shot Monday in Thompson's Station, Tenn., a community south of Nashville.

RELEASED IN 1991, Thelma & Louise was a hit film starring Susan Sarandon and Geena Davis as a waitress and housewife who embark on a road trip. Also BY THE BY: Overstreet is the son of Nashville-based singer-songwriter Paul Overstreet, and Twain will serve as a presenter on the CMT Music Awards." [And HOORAY, because Kid Rock will be hosting!] --big blurb written by CMT.com Staff

Can’t waitly yours,
SparkleFarkle~~~~~*

Rest in peace, my Mollo and ZuZu.

Kiss and Tell

IT'S THE WAY you love me
It's a feeling like this
It's centripetal motion
It's perpetual bliss
It's that pivotal moment
It's, ah unthinkable
This kiss, this kiss, unsinkable
This kiss, this kiss!

ONE WORD:
Muah!

Luv, SparkleFarkle~~~~~*

Rest in peace, my Mollo, ZuZu, and the MTV Movie Awards (<--cLiCkY-cLiCkY to get the scoop), which died seconds into it hitting the airwaves, last Sunday night.

Music lyrics credit: Beth Nielsen Chapman, Robin Lerner and Annie Roboff, and recorded by Faith Hill

The Games People Play

WELCOME TO the happily-hosted-by-Grandma’s-Goulash Succinctly Yours, a perfectly wonderful meme that picks up where our dearly departed Microfiction Monday left off, by asking the every-Monday burning question:
How low can you go?
(THE GIST: Use the photo provided by GG as inspiration for a story of 140 characters or 140 words. (It doesn’t have to be exactly 140, just not more. As a matter of fact, this go-round, I'm going with 32 --words, that is.) Oh?! *nods an impressed head* You want an even BIGGER challenge?! Then incorporate the word of the week into your flash tale! This Monday's assignment is "ponder," which I chose to pass on since that part of the game is optional. Whew! and thank God, because I don't need that kind o' presha!)

HERE’S June 6th’s picture
AND my story:

Marta’s so-called "All Work and No Play” presentation didn’t fool Jack. Nobody’s gonna make a dull boy outta me! he silently harumphed. That’s a dang graph, for crying out loud, NOT Hangman!

IF YOU have to hang,
(THREE WORDS:)

do it loosely.
Luv,
SparkleFarkle~~~~~*
Rest in peace, my Mollo and ZuZu.

I Want Your Ugly I Want Your Disease I Want Your Everything As Long as It’s Free I Want Your Love Love-Love-Love I Want Your Love!

("Yours truly," above, and can you believe it? To this day, I still dress like that when I go tag-saling --only now, I carry a chocolate lab. With age comes Popeye the Sailor Man muscles.)

“I BET IT’S HARD to break farmers of the old superstitions like ‘Tornado got Old Yeller, stay in the cellar.’” –Jack Handey

Happy Jack Handey Friday on a Saturday!

SOMETIMES I’M OCDy cuckoo superstitious about a lot of goofy stuff. Garages sales, for one: I cannot leave a rummage sale without buying a book. I don’t know exactly what it is I think will happen if I don’t buy the dang thing, I only know that, whatever it is, it will be epic and devastatingly crappy.

SOUNDS CrAzY, doesn’t it? Well, IT IS. So, good or bad, I buy a book (In a pinch, a pamphlet will do nicely. I once bought an ancient STD tell-all for $5. A little pricey, I know, but I just had to get out of there! Yep, the pamphlet got me home safely and, hecky darn, that’s all that matters! By the by, did you know a sexually-transmitted-disease handout makes for a mighty fine bookmark, too? A coaster, as well. Uh-huh, no lie. It does.).

GUESS WHAT I did yesterday. That’s right. I bought a compulsory book I didn’t need (<--I went to my first garage sale of the season!), but not before slowly driving back and forth past the rummage site, scouting out the situation, because, hey, I don’t need any more archaic information titled: “Syphilis A to Z.” Instead, I came home with a copy of Evelyn McFarlane and James Saywell’s If... (Questions for the Game of Life), which dares to pose hundreds of askings ranging from practical to maddening and, HEY LOOK! Here comes one now:

"IF YOU HAD to inhabit the body of someone you know personally while keeping your own mind, whose body would it be?"
MY CHOICE:

Lady Gaga!
I KID YOU not, she and I go waaay back. (<--Stop rolling your eyes and just let me have this one, okay? Thanks!) and, occasionally, I would keep her mind, too.

THREE singing Gaga + the booky WORDS:
“Bad Romance” Novel

Twizzle, twazzle, twozzle, twome! Time for this one to go home!
SparkleFarkle~~~~~*

Rest in peace, my Mollo, Zuzie, and U.S. Marshal Matt Dillon.