over the cliff

I brought the two new fairy tale poems I’ve written to writer’s group last night. Not exceedingly helpful comments- mainly because there were only two people there and Oliver had already seen both poems. I did come up with a title though for one of the poems. Tell me what you think:

[Insert Title Indicating that this is a Poem about Bluebeard the Wife Murderer, not the Pirate]

I really suck at titles.

And it turns out that I was right about weddingchannel.com (Click here to view ‘Your Wedding Date is in 16 Weeks’). I got two e-mails from them a while back. The first one wanted to know what professionals helped me the most on my special day, and the second one was a link to their “For Better or for Worse” section. It can tell me how to change my name, how to merge my stuff with… my stuff?

I’m tempted to re-register with all the same information except a new wedding date and see if I get reported for attempted polygamy.

Parody of Kokomo

“But unluckily he had also a blue beard, which made him so frightfully ugly that every woman wanted to scream and run away at sight of him”

Man is scary. Man marries woman. Man gives woman keys telling her she can use all except the little one. Woman uses little key to open closet containing all of man’s former (and murdered) wives. Woman freaks out. Man comes home. Man finds out. Man attempts to behead wife. Woman’s brother kills man. Woman lives happily ever after with all of man’s money.

Moral of the story: Marry rich, then kill the blood thirsty psychotic bastard and live happily ever after.

My spider solitaire game feels like it’s being ruled by politics and social etiquette… is that normal?