Well, at least that's what I thought her name was, but then she told me that she was a show girl and danced the merengue and the cha cha, so her name could quite possibly be Lola. We'll have to see about that. Anyway, she is the only bit of drawing that I've done all week, so she will have to do.
This is also my first blog entry of the week. I figured I had better get it posted before midnight or the whole week would have passed by blogless That just can't be.
I know that during the week, I thought of a thing or two I should blog about, but then the days just slipped away as did my ideas for blogging, so I have no idea what I was thinking I should write about. Tonight has been good, but the day was spent at work, putting on a nice facade for people that really didn't deserve it. Is there a full moon tonight or something? No, I guess not--I just looked it up and it's not until the 28th. I guess I can't blame the moon for peoples' grumpiness. They're just naturally nasty. Anyway, hope all my blog buddies are having a pleasant Saturday evening and that none of you spent the day dealing with naturally nasty people. I don't recommend spending one's Saturday afternoon in that fashion. There are other much better ways to pass the hours.
Edited to add, suddenly I'm exhausted and it's only 11:00. I guess dealing with crabby and demanding people all day long makes a person get tired at an early hour...
Edited again to add one of my ponderings: why do I love feta cheese so much when its flavor is a dead ringer for smelly feet?
And speaking of ponderings, what does "dead ringer" really mean? Where did it come from? And yes, I know--the answer is right at my finger-tips. No wonder librarian's jobs are so scarce...
2 comments:
Big Bertha is my kind of rhino! I can picture her doing the merengue and the cha cha! Fun.
Sorry you had to put up with the grumpiness at work yesterday and hope you got a good night's sleep last night.
I heart Big Bertha and her boa--although she certainly is a dead ringer for Lola the Showgirl I think Bertha suits her fine.
Far as your Saturday--well--it does sound as though there are better ways to spend a Saturday than at the library--or perhaps even a Monday---but glad you are surviving there and have the dangerous path walk with giant birds to keep things interesting.
Feta cheese is an interesting product isn't it? Smelly, yes, salty, yes, strange texture, yes--and yet somehow it all works. the smell is a dead ringer for stinky feet though you are correct there.
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