Comments on: Long-lost early Beatrix Potter manuscript recovered from lining of man’s top hat purchased on eBay

By: R J Keefe

R J Keefe — Thu, 11 Oct 2007 13:50:47 +0000

Gwen Stefani? I’m sure that your ophthalmologist would advise you that bottled blondes are bad for the night vision thing.

By: Jann

Jann — Mon, 08 Oct 2007 22:04:44 +0000

Strangely I find my thoughts paralleling Mr Bug’s; well I’m a woman, but I don’t think that matters here. I head out for my lunchbreak walk, and if the the weather has changed, well, I might just take my umbrella. I try not to think about Iraq because I don’t want to be so angry and distressed all the time.

Also tho opthalmologist I consulted recently yelled at me about high blood pressure, although my blood pressure is and always has been low. This just bolsters my conviction that it’s all but impossible to find a competent doctor here; another thing that causes me distress if I think about it too much.

When I return from a trip, whether a ten hour drive or an all day plane ride, I find myself in such a state of exhaustion that I sometimes wonder if I’m really home, or maybe the plane crashed or I got in an auto accident, and I’m just imagining that I’m home, unpacking, watering my plants, etc. But how would I know? (I ask myself).

Let’s hear more of Mr bug’s adventures.

By: mig

mig — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 14:28:18 +0000

Please do let me read that once you’re finished with it, D.

By: D

Thu, 04 Oct 2007 14:24:39 +0000

I suffer bouts of irrational anger too at the moment when thinking about private contractors in Iraq. It doesn’t help that I am reading Jeremy Scahill’s book on the subject. The level of idiocy, incompetence and just sheer unadulterated fuckwitted short-sighted counterproductive stuff on record for Blackwater already… oh…. grrrr! ANGRY!

By: Guanaco

Guanaco — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 10:09:37 +0000

If I happen to inherit that bizarre affliction someday, I sure hope it’s Gwen Stefani (or better yet, Charlize Theron) who visits my room rather than a bunch of singing gypsy electricians.

By: mig

mig — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 08:42:14 +0000

the bugs have missed you, too, peggy.

By: peggy

peggy — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 07:22:14 +0000

I have missed the bugs. Bugs, bugs, bugs.

By: mig

mig — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 22:47:46 +0000

that’s really something. my uncle, who lives with my mother since my father’s death, sometimes hears people on the roof at night, or whispering in teh woods outside the house, despite the fact that he is otherwise somewhat hard of hearing. but nothing so specific as gypsy electricians.

By: Guanaco

Guanaco — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 22:31:03 +0000

In her last year my mother was absolutely convinced that a group of gypsy singers/electricians lived in the ceiling of her room and would occasionally emerge from the shadows to sing and dance (and work on the wiring). She was fully rational otherwise and she “KNEW” that this could not be so, but that didn’t stop them from appearing (to her) on a regular basis.

There’s a name for this interesting phenomenon, but I lost it somewhere.