Killer Kittens on Patrol

Posted on April 29, 2013 by GirlZoot

Listening For Killers

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The Death Star, Clapping, A Liquor Chart, Soaring Dreams, and a Giraffe

Posted on April 29, 2013 by GirlZoot

Incoming 04/28/13

Outgoing 04/28/13

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Just a Thought

Posted on April 29, 2013 by GirlZoot

Inside the pub, Richard’s friends continued to celebrate his forthcoming departure with an enthusiasm that, to Richard, was beginning to border on the sinister.
—Neil Gaiman/Neverwhere

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2.00 Bloody Mary

Posted on April 28, 2013 by GirlZoot

2.00 Bloody Mary
I just had two of the most amazing 2.00 Bloody Marys.

Two Dollars!!

Why can’t I order sexual favors like I order drinks? Can I get a mojito in a tall glass over here? A beer with a huge head please? A salty dog all over my chest please? Keep my tab open I’m going to want a Guinness later.

Simplicity itself, ask and get exactly what you are looking for – probably why it wouldn’t work in dating with all of the stupid nobody wants to say the wrong thing bullshit. Besides, a 2.00 drink is awesome, not sure a 2.00 sex act is going to have the same aftertaste.

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Just a Thought

Posted on April 28, 2013 by GirlZoot

Mom, in the photos, was wearing a dress that seemed sheerer than it actually was, so in every photo she looked like a ghost, a ghost that at any moment you might catch nude. It was a work of art, the dress, because it danced right in between the very tangible and the very intangible, and her skin and the dress were hard to distinguish.
—Aimee Bender/The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake

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Kitten Hugs

Posted on April 27, 2013 by GirlZoot

Boy Hugs Lily
He is an adult, and a grown-up and does all of these grown-up activities, and spouts math and science.

Then sometimes he goes out with his buddies for beers and before he leaves he hugs the kittens and he cuddles and I know he is an adult, but he is still my child.

Gigantic beard and everything.

Boy Hugs Vivian

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Just a Thought

Posted on April 27, 2013 by GirlZoot

I lay against the pillow and aged many years in that hour on my own.
—Aimee Bender/The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake

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They Are Seattle Bound

Posted on April 26, 2013 by GirlZoot

Seattle Bound

The bluest skies you’ve ever seen are in Seattle
And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle
—Hugo Montenegro/Seattle

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Just a Thought

Posted on April 26, 2013 by GirlZoot

He breathed in her hair, the sweet-smelling thickness of it. My father usually agreed with her requests, because stamped in his two-footed stance and jaw was the word Provider, and he loved her the way a bird-watcher’s heart leaps when he hears the call of the roseate spoonbill, a fluffy pink wader, calling its lilting coo-coo from the mangroves. Check, says the bird-watcher. Sure, said my father, tapping a handful of mail against her back.
—Aimee Bender/The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake

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George @ Work

Posted on April 25, 2013 by GirlZoot

George @ Work

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