Wednesday, June 20, 2007


.......feeling, the one where you glimpse something out of the corner of your eye.
You turn around and you're sure you saw a dark something slither away.

Well, I had that last night.
There was a draft coming in the door. That door which is always open just a bit because the cat likes it open and what the cat likes, it gets or you do.

So something rolls past me, into full eyesight.

You just know it's time to get the machine out when the dust bunnies are morphing into dust dingos.


Ann ODyne said...

open the opposite door and let 'em blow straight through ...

JahTeh said...

Never move a couch or look under the bed. Rules 1 through 10 of the slob's handbook.

Middle Child said...

My sister's attitude to cobwebs...leave them alone, the weight of the dust as it accumulates will bring then down"

R.H. said...

"After seven years the dust doesn't get any worse."

-Quentin Crisp, The Naked Civil Servant.

"But of course, I know this man is an artist, I saw him in the street the other day wearing a brown coat."


And so true.

JahTeh said...

MC, it's nice to have a collection of webs by Christmas, sprayed gold they make a fairies' paradise. I used to leave at least one for my Father in law to have a pick at.

He was absolutely right Rh. I can confirm this.