CamoBunny's Corner

Thursday, May 31, 2007

amusing

an e-mail i received from my friend this morning.

... I have an invite to the [Fancy Pants Place] Private Reception which is supposed to be a HUGE who's who in [this city].... It'll be a very "see and be seen" kind of party. I need some "hotties" to make up my "posse". Who's in?

i find being on the recruitment list

rather amusing indeed.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

happiness is

after a LONG day at work

coming home to a parcel meant for you.

especially when it is shoes or jewelry
as it has been for me for the past two days in a row!

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

weekend

evidently,

i had inadvertently seduced him with my jazz.

although that was absolutely not my intent,

i'll have to remember that for future reference.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

life experience

she is hurting me
silently stabbing
relentlessly inflicting upon me wound after wound
my mouth fills with blood, my eyes with silent tears
my hands are clenched in useless fists
i gasp and buck involuntarily as she jabs at sensitive areas
then it is over, and i am shaking
echoes of pain still pulse through my body
the throbbing memory now embedded in the fibers of my being
but i must smile, and carry on politely

i never minded going to the dentist before

1 Comments:

CamoBunny said...

i’m just being silly with this one. it's an oldie but goodie. i didn’t really tear up, but i did gasp and buck. i was really surprised because i actually didn’t used to mind going to the dentist. i’m the one who got my tooth drilled without getting the anesthetic shot. but man did this hygienist lady tear up my gums— peggy, i think her name was. i was surprised to see blood so early on in the cleaning. i was surprised to see that my teeth weren’t a bloody mess afterward. i was sore for days after this.

there is one potential play on words here; i wanted to say “embedded in the c-fibers of my being” but couldn’t work it in without it being awkward—i could have if i thought really hard about it, probably, but not enough people would get it to make it worthwhile.

yes, this time was painful enough to inspire a poem in me as i sat in the dentist’s chair. i thought, oh man, think about something else, find a happy place, or think about some counteracting pain. how about my heartbreak? nope, even that wasn't painful enough to distract me. now that’s bad.

10/07/2005 03:07:00 AM

requests

so pretty soon i'm getting together with some other musicians to mess around with some bossa. so far the music our leader (i guess, since it's his house and he's the oldest and the most driven) has given me includes girl from ipanema (a given), one note samba (haha!) and murder by numbers (i know that's not a bossa number but he wants to do it that way, which actually could be cool).

why he only gave me three songs i don't know. but i need some help.

what other songs do you think we should do?

i'm taking requests, people. it's once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get yours in.