Sinister: Fly like a weasel

[Laura Llew]

Oh how I must post! My mind is a raging torrent flooded with rivulets of 
thought cascading in a waterfall of creative alternatives. Yes, my mind is 
just aglow with whirling transient nodes of thought careening through a 
cosmic vapor of intervention... That or I'm channeling Mel Brooks again. 
Either way the prospect is scary.

So, I had just gotten my sack cloth and ashes ready, and I was preparing 
myself for some good ol' fashion repenting. I have been the worst pen pal 
EVER. Well, I don't know if pen pal is the right word to use. That always 
makes me think of middle age people living in Brussels who write just to 
keep up their English and in case they ever visit the states and need a 
place to stay. Anyway, I haven't written a couple of people in ages and I 
was preparing to plea forgiveness from them. This is when I noticed an 
e-mail from a one Lucy Alder which said that she *gasp* was NOT familiar 
with "How the Grinch Stole Christmas".  After a period of convulsions and 
mourning for poor Juicy Lucy and the depravity which must define her life, I 
decided that I would see to it that she would no longer be destined to roam 
life's corridors without the joy and harmony which this Dr. Seuss classic 
provides. Then, I realized that I actually had never seen this in book form 
-- only in the movie special which comes every year when we roll the old 
Yuletide log out (and hope that it doesn't slip from the fire and burn the 
house down while we writhe on the floor because of the violent stomach 
cramps brought on by Christmas's traditional mix of good food & seasonal 
happiness). Does anyone have a copy of "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" left 
over from their childhood? Has anyone ever seen a copy of this book? Am I 
just giving people ideas for Ebay? Anyway, I checked my handy Books In Print 
which I have on cd now (which sure beats those huge books I used to have to 
lug out every time someone wanted to order a book at the store) and found a 
copy of it so at least it's still in print. *whew*  Once Geisel's books stop 
being in print I know that it's time for me to retreat from society.

Speaking of retreats, this Sinister Village seems to be coming along quite 
nicely. Massive Massive props to Simon for offering to take Sim-Sinister 
Cyber. However, I was disappointed when no one inquired about wanting a job 
with me in the bookshop. I've decided to take the initiative and seek people 
out personally to come work with me. Well, I say 'work' very loosely since 
my motto has always been that 'work is fine for killing time but it's a 
shaky way to earn a living.' Plus, hard work never killed anyone who didn't 
do it.  So, I'm soliciting people to come and hang out with me in the 
bookshop under the term of employee. It should be grand fun! (Honey, you're 
always welcome to just come in and sit in one of the soft comfy chairs. I'll 
teach you how to crochet and you can be the shop's resident Crocheting 
Cute.)  Since my personal e-mail endeavors have failed lately, I'll just ask 
via this post. It's just a tentative list and if anyone else wants to join 
in on the fun -- do let me know. So far, I would love if the following would 
come & be residents of the book shop: Jim 'I'm so hip I have trouble seeing 
over my pelvis' Gilmer,  Llwelyn 'A rose by any other name still doesn't 
have 2 L's', and Colonel 'I hate my name being mentioned at all & prefer to 
be unknown. Damn you, Laura Llew' JEB Stuart. The fact that all of these 
dark haired, pixies and b&s loving males are witty, intelligent,  and love 
books is 'purely' coincidental. *innocently hums*

I've also decided that I want the bookshop right beside the tea shop. I 
asked Rob about it and he came up with the lovely idea of having a little 
connecting hallway with big glass windows and ceilings that peak out onto 
the cobblestone streets on one side and a cute little courtyard on the 
other. There'd be tables where people could drink tea and read the 
newspapers/books. (That is almost a direct quote from Rob. AKA Pelican303).

Though I do hope that those monkeys just stay out in the fields and aren't 
allowed in the shop. Unless, one of them is Gleek the Space Monkey of Wonder 
Twins fame. They were part of the "Superfriends" gang. Anyway, their (wonder 
twins) powers were activated by touching their fists together. There was one 
episode (the only one that I actually remember) where they were tied up 
several feet apart and couldn't quite get their fists to touch, so Gleek got 
right up between them and put his nose between their fists, and it fit the 
gap just perfectly. The Wonder Twins were always transforming into something 
that was only indirectly related to what they were trying to do. Like 
instead of just turning into two 50-foot dinosaurs and stomping on the bad 
guys, they would turn into a flying weasel and a bucket of ice. Anyway, Rob, 
if one of those monkeys is Gleek then hook me up!

Oh well, here I've written this pointless post and now have no energy to 
e-mail those I really should. I'm sorry.  Lucy, if it's any comfort you can 
always stay at my house if you ever come to the US.

Laura

'meeting all of your Laura Llew needs since 1977'

PS - What the hokey are Jaffa Cakes? I saw someone else ask this but I never 
saw an answer to the inquiry. I've heard of them before but I've also heard 
of people snorting a chain up their nose and then pulling it out their 
mouth. It doesn't mean that I've ever tried it.

PPS- Thanks Velocity Girl for inquiring about me. I'm fine even if I am 
sniffling because of your pending marriage. I thought we were going to be 
single forever together and open up that art bookshop? Now, I hear (through 
sinister no less, not even directly from you) that you're ditching me and 
being single for a b-o-y. Oh I see how it is. You're such a tease.


*********Laura Llew's Favorite Listee of the Week*****************
This goes out to that lovely listee who I think has the best E-mail address 
ever! Yes, I didn't realize it at first since their name (which seems to 
change like the weather) is what appears in my in-box. But once I saw the 
actual e-mail address I was in love with the name. So mad shouts out to the 
trollopinpaisley at fcmail.com who is also known as..................... LJ  Ü
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