Category Archives: Inigo

Roc on.

I love me some Sunday Stealing, boy howdy. Props to Bev at Funny the World for keeping it going.

And to think, back in the day I used to dislike memes. Now I like the speed of them. A reflection of the times, perhaps, where so much material gets spat out in short bursts of social media. Or maybe it’s all I have energy for. Or brainpower.

Favorite novel and author? One of my favorite novels is Bambi by Felix Salten (yes, it was a novel before it was a Disney thing) and one of my favorite authors is Anne Rice. Neither one of those are part of the security question so don’t even try.

Favorite perfume/scent? Perfume to wear, not really sure. I trotted out some Pleasures by Estee Lauder last night for a night of adult games, which sounds much more raunchy than the skee ball and tabletop shuffleboard it was. And I will have you know that I am undefeated at tabletop shuffleboard. Must be all of those years of air hockey.

I digress. I’m also fond of Oscar de la Renta signature sent, but haven’t worn it in forever. Hmmm, must revisit the whole fragrance thing because Pleasures is really strong and that’s just tapping the little roller ball once to the skin. No way could I spray it. My eyes would cross.

Scent on a man? Sawdust. No joke. My favorite part of any relationship with a guy is the first trip to Home Depot. Maybe it’s the whole “a man who works with his hands” thing, which would be really ironic being that I live and work in one of the most soft-handed areas in the U.S.

Coffee or tea? Tea. I have never had a cup of coffee in my life. Yeah, I know. I’m a freak of nature.

Are you a cat or dog person? I like them both but I’m a bird person.

Inigo the Nanner King says, “Good answer.”

Which mythical creature would you transform into if you could? A Roc. See? Bird person. But I wouldn’t feed my young with elephants like the Roc does in The Arabian Nights. Let’s just say I would consider the elephant in the picture below symbolic and Paul Ryan should know that his decision to retire is a good one.

(Plate from The Arabian Nights, public domain.)

Favorite time period? In some ways, the ’80s. It was big and bold, and it was when I came of age. But there’s no time like the present.

Name 3 films that have changed your life and have shaped you into the person you are today. Films generally don’t have that effect on me. I see them as entertainment, even when they’re deep.

Diamonds or pearls? Lab-cultured diamonds. The Kimberley Process is rubbish and I don’t want blood on my hands. Come to think of it, Blood Diamond might be a film that affected me. I haven’t wanted or accepted diamonds since.

What’s your biggest dream? Six winning numbers.

Dream destination? Finland. So much winter. So much snow. So many forests. So many long nights in which to write. So much fabulous education producing so many well-read, well-rounded people. So much common sense. So many smart, gorgeous guys. So many Poets of the Fall concerts.

Share a quote or passage that means something to you.I might repeat to myself, slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound; if I can remember any of the damn things.” — Dorothy Parker

What’s your favorite plant/flower? Irises and anything little and purple (violets, pansies, lilacs, etc.).

Do you prefer the forest or the ocean? Why? The forest. I like the scent of the earth, the sound of the wind in the trees, and birds, birds everywhere.

What do you value most in people? Integrity.

Wind Would Call Flight

Inigo wrote a poem this evening.

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If I could get a harness on him without risking a finger, I would take him outside and let him fly around, as he seems to be dropping a big hint here. Then again, he never gets up much before 10:00 a.m., even though I’m usually up around 8:00-8:30.

And the last line? Well, those never make sense to me, but ’tis not mine to figure the mind of a bird.

(Poem created with the Bird Lover Magnetic Poetry Kit using words Inigo the Nanday picked out. I hold him in front of my refrigerator and he taps or grabs them with his beak.)

Blue Feeder

Inigo_profileThanks for stopping by! I used to have another blog, and all the entries dated before this one come from there. They’re about a year old, but I wanted to have something up so you can get a sense of what will be here. Right now it’s a lot of online magnetic poetry because that stuff is timeless and the old blog discussed news and events that are no longer current, but there will also be “bloggy” entries, prose chronicling the weird, funny, or interesting stuff of life, or maybe a deep thought or two. I’m not sure if I’m going to stick with this layout or the background image for the desktop view, but I’m on a purple and turquoise kick and didn’t want to delay the launch any further, so here we are.

Did you know Inigo the Nanday writes poetry? Six years ago I went to the National Aviary in Pittsburgh and picked up the Bird Lover Magnetic Poetry Kit, which is currently arranged on my refrigerator by parts of speech (nouns, verbs, adjectives, etc.). I hold Inigo in front of the words and he taps or grabs them with his beak, and then I arrange them so they make sense. Sometimes he is very assertive and definitive in his selection and practically yanks a word right off the refrigerator. Other times he gently pulls on a word or just touches his beak to it, like, “Hmmm, maybe this would work, not sure.”

Here is his latest, from today:

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I assume he’s referring to himself when he chooses “peep,” and I try to keep the pairs or trios of words he selects in the order he picked them out, especially if they make grammatical sense. Just, you know, he’s a bird, so expect his poems to make more sense to his fellow avians than to people.

Please feel free to click around, and do let me know if anything is janky. WordPress changed some of its platform since the last time I used it, and it’s entirely possible I don’t know what I’m doing.

Cheers!