Tuesday Weld getting what she wants.
I love the description of this 1966 movie on the cable guide:
A California highschool genius (Roddy McDowall) works magic for a blond (Tuesday Weld) who wants cashmere and affection.
Ahhh, 1966.....
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Lord Love a Duck
Tuesday Weld getting what she wants.
I love the description of this 1966 movie on the cable guide:
Ahhh, 1966.....
Saturday, September 25, 2010
LOVE SLUG!
What a perfect way to try to resurrect a dying blog than to post slugs having sex! I tried to get it on video, but my camera kept dying. Out of the head of each slug grew translucent-blue ectoplasmic tendrils that were tightly intertwined. The two pulsating jellyfish tongues ebbed and waned as the twisted slugs swung by a spun slime rope. Enjoy! Apologies for the long wait. Thanks for stopping by! ~Andi
Friday, September 3, 2010
Old story ideas
Because I have nothing new in my head right now...
This is based on something my friend, kt, came up with:
It sits upon a hill. It is there because the school house before it sat there. How I would dream that we actually lived in the old school house. Built in 1909; Burned down in 1947. The charm of the wooden school house with its boxy bronze bell tower is more significant than the flat local limestone brick new age modern grammar school that took its place. I know that the bell is bronze because it's sitting in Mabel's Museum located in one of the old classrooms.
Mabel refurbishes things. She found the first of them in our basement. The old bronze bell, the photos from the past, old ink wells, a slightly charred globe, etc. She's set up a museum to the history of our home. She is much older than us. Mom had her when she was 3 days shy of her 15th birthday. Now, don't go thinking that we are a bunch of hillbillies. Mabel was brought here in an attempt to save a life. Our mother grew up in the mountains. She and her childhood friend, Marvin Maybee were trapped after an avalanche. The only way the two saw fit to survive was to create heat with their bodies. As much younger children they explored each others bodies in games of doctor and house, so it was fitting that their first sexual experience was to be with each other, well that's what mom always says. But it was their last. Well, it was Marvin Maybee's last. He didn't die a virgin and he managed to keep the Maybee bloodline going. This was very important to his parents for Marvin was to be the last surviving Maybee. Now Mabel Zircon Maybee is the last surviving Maybee. Zircon is the mountain on which she was conceived.
As I was saying, our house sits on a hill and as you may have surmised, we live in an old grammar school. You know that Mabel and I like old things. I dream of the past and Mabel resurrects it. I'm not sure if Mabel knows it, but she creates my perfect environment. I spend hours in her museum pretending to live in the past.
As a matter of fact, I'm sitting on a rug Mabel found in the grounds keeper's shed imagining being read a story whilst sitting by the pot belly stove. Well, I'm trying to concentrate on that, but I keep looking at one of Mabel's recent acquisitions, I'm not sure what it was used for--oh, here comes Mabel--she's carrying something.
"Fauna, what are you doing?"
She knows what I'm doing, so I won't answer, but "What did you find Mabel?"
"I'm not sure yet, I need to study it further."
This is based on something my friend, kt, came up with:
It sits upon a hill. It is there because the school house before it sat there. How I would dream that we actually lived in the old school house. Built in 1909; Burned down in 1947. The charm of the wooden school house with its boxy bronze bell tower is more significant than the flat local limestone brick new age modern grammar school that took its place. I know that the bell is bronze because it's sitting in Mabel's Museum located in one of the old classrooms.
Mabel refurbishes things. She found the first of them in our basement. The old bronze bell, the photos from the past, old ink wells, a slightly charred globe, etc. She's set up a museum to the history of our home. She is much older than us. Mom had her when she was 3 days shy of her 15th birthday. Now, don't go thinking that we are a bunch of hillbillies. Mabel was brought here in an attempt to save a life. Our mother grew up in the mountains. She and her childhood friend, Marvin Maybee were trapped after an avalanche. The only way the two saw fit to survive was to create heat with their bodies. As much younger children they explored each others bodies in games of doctor and house, so it was fitting that their first sexual experience was to be with each other, well that's what mom always says. But it was their last. Well, it was Marvin Maybee's last. He didn't die a virgin and he managed to keep the Maybee bloodline going. This was very important to his parents for Marvin was to be the last surviving Maybee. Now Mabel Zircon Maybee is the last surviving Maybee. Zircon is the mountain on which she was conceived.
As I was saying, our house sits on a hill and as you may have surmised, we live in an old grammar school. You know that Mabel and I like old things. I dream of the past and Mabel resurrects it. I'm not sure if Mabel knows it, but she creates my perfect environment. I spend hours in her museum pretending to live in the past.
As a matter of fact, I'm sitting on a rug Mabel found in the grounds keeper's shed imagining being read a story whilst sitting by the pot belly stove. Well, I'm trying to concentrate on that, but I keep looking at one of Mabel's recent acquisitions, I'm not sure what it was used for--oh, here comes Mabel--she's carrying something.
"Fauna, what are you doing?"
She knows what I'm doing, so I won't answer, but "What did you find Mabel?"
"I'm not sure yet, I need to study it further."
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