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  Your Horse Dropped: Magnetic poetry with cattle marker illustrations PART 7 « Goodwerks Creative

  Silly horse shouldn’t have put his piano so close to the edge of the butte.

  
  

  09/08/10

• Now here you may be thinking, “But wait…on vacation last Summer I had a Mai Tai at ‘Benny’s Beachfront Bazooka Bar’ in Panama City, and it had pineapple juice and orange juice and red stuff and came in a hollowed-out cantaloupe with a live tree frog impaled on a sparkler as a garnish. This recipe leaves a bunch of stuff out!”

  The short answer is no, it doesn’t. For the sad tale of how the original Mai Tai was bastardized into oblivion almost from the moment of conception, consult the sources listed above. For now, back to the drink…

  Dr. Bamboo: Anatomy of the Drink: Mai Tai

  I would enjoy a real Mai Tai so much right now.

  09/04/10

• (I know it’s not very zen of me to keep this running inner monologue that consists mostly of stranger-judging and Death Wish-style fantasies. If I could learn meditation I’m sure the voices would quiet a bit. I have a number of meditation albums on my iPod. I only listen to them on the subways to drown out everyone around me. But I’ve learned that it’s important to remember how strangers are dressed and what they look like because as a Hysterical Feminist®, I believe that all men are potential rapists. As an added bonus, this enables me to follow men’s fashion trends pretty closely.)

  So often, the asides are the best bits. too sweet to die » Blog Archive » Y

  08/17/10