Ode to Loki and no webpage updates.
Dec. 12th, 2003 11:57 amI've been too busy at work to get the webpage updated, and every EMG second has been spent getting orders out. Which is good, I suppose, but no less frustrating. I got everything out in the mail last night (just one t-shirt to press in about 15 minutes, already printed and invoiced), so hopefully I'll have some time to work on it this weekend. *crosses fingers* Got some of Marilyn's, Socar's and Jennie's shopping carts coded. Still have some artists in the submission loop that I need to take care of. Eep.
I did write a silly short poem for Ursula, whose cat has been under the weather in a final-days kind of way...
Ode to Loki
All I know of you, O' feline,
Are stories from your catbox cleaner.
(For all I know, she might be lyin',
You may be smarter, sweeter, leaner.)
I know you liked to lick a brick
And weren't particularly quick.
Your funky blood and portly size
Were written so I held my sides.
Tales of your quirks will last,
Long after mortal life is past.
Your owner's words have captured you;
Your passing many folks will rue.
(c) 2003 Ellen Million
I'm still hoping, of course, for a last moment health turn-around, but everything holds true whether the poor fellow passes today, tomorrow, or three years from now. Fond wishes and much sympathy during this tough time, Ursula.
I did write a silly short poem for Ursula, whose cat has been under the weather in a final-days kind of way...
Ode to Loki
All I know of you, O' feline,
Are stories from your catbox cleaner.
(For all I know, she might be lyin',
You may be smarter, sweeter, leaner.)
I know you liked to lick a brick
And weren't particularly quick.
Your funky blood and portly size
Were written so I held my sides.
Tales of your quirks will last,
Long after mortal life is past.
Your owner's words have captured you;
Your passing many folks will rue.
(c) 2003 Ellen Million
I'm still hoping, of course, for a last moment health turn-around, but everything holds true whether the poor fellow passes today, tomorrow, or three years from now. Fond wishes and much sympathy during this tough time, Ursula.