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fashionable drunkenness

i love these little … whatever they ares.  got them during my birthday bash weekend for less than a buck each.  they are so cute, and have been handy so far for ice cream (better portions than when i use a cereal bowl!!!) and also MARGARITAS!!  LOVE THEM

i love the color, very retro feeling so that i feel groovy while i’m getting smashed!  (by the by, that’s our stuffed monkey hanging from the blinds in the background, and a sticky skull)

 

though i have to admit my mind isn’t really on the  great colored glass when i’m putting down the margaritas.  and lately it seems like even just one of these little glasses is enough to make me topple-overy.    is it just that i’m getting older?  does everyone become a severe light weight with age?

 

skullduggery

skullduggery:  trickery; unfair, dishonest practices and goings on

i ADORE this word.  wish i’d made it up.  it has a dark, sinister, piratey feel to it, and its flavor makes using it a brilliant feat of genius.  not that i have occasion to use it often, but i see it from time to time in books.  it always makes me smile.  it makes me think of a pirate on a deserted beach, hiding the bones of some hapless victim, burying them deep in the sand.  because clearly the victim found out too much information about the treasure, or rum, or female companion, and he needed a good place to rest for a while anyway.  it gets so hot out there.

so this is one of my all-time favorite words.

skullduggery

tune in later this week for more complete nonsense and superfluous drivel