June 30, 2004

heaven

Who woulda thunk that a stripmall chainhotel sportsbar could be heaven on earth? Picture afine European chestnut haircut --- a better haircut thanisavailable any where onthese shores --- and under it a fabulous fine mind . . . an expressiveexplosivemind, quickto laugh, quickto refine, quickto seize the bigpicture . . . all fronted by a lovelyface, deepdark eyes, narrow winelipsticked lips and perfume luscious enough tomake a feller stomp his foot on thefloor! Wowie Kazowie! Andofcourse all of her is framed by the sweet floating multicolored magiclights of myriad beer signs, heaven, heavenly beer signs! Youguys I'm bit bad. Already. I want to spend the rest of my . . . wait for it . . . wait for it . . . rest of my time at these businessmeetings with her. Andno, Rob, shedoesn't read the web she's a cute French Luddite. No believy in computersy except for worky. But, inherdefense, a playful, Ludic Luddite. We meet again tonight after the last session! Tell me I look OK!

Posted by allen at 03:48 PM

someone?

  ROB tries not to let a completely cynical expression cross his face in response to Allen's message.  

A new special someone? That's nice.

How did the after-conference drinks go last night?

  ROB knows that ALLEN knows ROB is JUST KIDDING about the cynical expression.  

No, really, I'm happy for you.

Do we know if she is really single?

Do we know if she reads the internet? If so, <<Bonjour Liselot! J' am ze friend of ze Allen! J' am pleazed to meet you! >> r10.jpg
Posted by rob at 11:43 AM

June 29, 2004

someone

Ohjeezyouyouguys! Ohjeez, ohjeez! I met her, I mean, I met someone lastnight, notjust someone but Someone with a big S (not that she has a big S, don't you know). Ohjeez! She'sFrench she'sSmart she'sSingle(I think). At thecocktailfancyreception itwas allset to be deadlydull but thereshewas acrossacrowdedroom! Kaboomski! Hername is Liselot(pronounced "LEE-low") she'sbeen at themeetings, but she'sbeen quiet, but when shetalks Wow! Smart-smart smartysmart! A cunning linguist. Awriter. I'mprobably waytoodumb forher. Ohjeez, I'm having drinks withher afterthe meetingtonight! Did I mention: "Oh Jeez"?
Posted by allen at 01:36 PM

let your cares drop away II -- literary spell

 

ROB turns to BEVERLY and holds his FINGER to his LIPS. He continues to SWING the POCKET WATCH.

 

Shush! I'm casting a literary spell on our audience! Now, where were we . . .

Oh yeah. You were getting veddy veddy sleeeepy . . . you are getting soooooo veddy sleeeepy now . . .

You are reaaaaading . . . you are not at your stoopid computer at vork . . . no . . .

Rather, you are lying on a beauuuutifoool hot beach, reading under a chartreuse beeeeeeach umbrella . . . zipping a powerful Mai Tai cocktail through a slender straw . . . you are reading a powerful literature . . .you swirl among the clouds of a whapping good read . . . an obsequious penguin in a red bow tie offers you a small dish of mixed nuts in the form of a clam shell . . . the good, expensive kind of nuts with lots of cashews and no peanuts . . . no, no peanuts for you, only brilliant litearutooor . . . . you are reading ze best literary writing of its generation . . . it is smaart . . . veddy veddy insightfoool . . . you will tell all your friends to log on to robwit dot net.

Posted by rob at 08:30 AM

spell check

1_Rob . . . if people are (b)logging onto our b_log from work they are al(read)y veddy veddy sleepy!

 

2_Aren't der penguins a bit of a dis(at)traction?

 
Posted by Beverly at 08:25 AM

let your cares drop away -- literary spell

  SWINGING an ornate, Victorian, engraved POCKET WATCH back and forth before your eyes, ROB intones:  

You are getting sill . . . er . . . you are getting sleeeeepy . . . veddy veddy sleeeeepy . . .

Your arms and legs are getting veddy veddy heavy, like fat, sleeping penguins . . .

Posted by rob at 08:22 AM | Comments (0)

June 28, 2004

meeeeeeeet me at the faaair

Oh oh o, the mindbending meetingness ofit all! O the marathon talkathonic table-sitting notetaking coffeedrinking writey on whiteyboardness of life! O the slumpedy armchair leanbackandforth looksleepy lookalert -itude of existence! O the tableful of faces, eagerinthemorning, wastedbyevening. O the melon slices and cateredpineapplewarmth and cookieplate-ness of the snacksidetable fullofwarmDr.Pepper! O the very three-more-day-ness beforewemake decisions!And O, O, O, the extreme lookforwardosity of the openbarreception Ineedadrink tonight makeitadouble, barkeep andhow!. Yes, Rob, I am working on a beeeeg deeeeesign project. Here inlovely MountainView (or ParkingLotView, as Ihave dubbed it!) CalfiNarnia. And, yesnext week I willbe in BaltiMore Merry Land! AndI'mglad glad we're bloggin'again!
Posted by allen at 02:15 PM

summer season opener

  ROB wanders sleepily across the lawn, standing knee-deep in dandilions and furze.  

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We're baaaa-ack!

Bursts of work, bursts of travel . . . finally the robwit.net gang find ourselves back here at the screen.

Where is here?

For Allen it is SF Bay Area through Monday and then . . . what . . . Washington D.C. was it, Allen? (He's the graphic designer on a big big project.)

For Beverly and 'wordsman, it is their love cabin in the deep forest , now that they're back from Europe. Beverly might actually get to stay home for a month or more, she's saying.

And for me, it's the usual North Woods, where the bugs and the cantelope play . . . .and where I investigate the neurobiology of written words and pixellated pictures.

Posted by rob at 08:12 AM

June 01, 2004

hither and thither, spring season finale

  ROB SHIVERS in the cold drizzle. He stands in SURFING SHORTS and wipes rain from his SUN GLASSES.  

Wow!

Finally the Fab Four (Allen, Bev, 'wordsman, & myself) are back together . . . and it's time to disperse and travel again.

  He LAUGHS.  

At least those guys get to travel. So cool to see Beverly writing in the Mezangelle dialect, invented by the great Mez. Can't wait to see more.

'wordsman and Beverly are going to create a mobile lovenest in Vaison la Romaine, south of France for a short spell, Allen is spending a lot of (high quality, apparently) time in Chicago, and I'm here in the Nort' Woods tidying odds & ends for a week or so.

We have a rendezvous for a Literary Lunch (which I'm sure will be raucous, now that Bev is back) in the second week of June . . . and then we'll launch the fabulous summer season of robwit.net.

Posted by rob at 04:10 PM