Name Days For Monday January 31, 2022:
Andy November 30 (Canada & U.S.)
Andzs July 5 (Latvia) July 6 (Latvia)
Aneta May 17 (Czech Republic) July 26 (Latvia) October 8 (Latvia)
Anete July 26 (Estonia)
Angel March 11 (Canada & U.S.)
Name Days For Monday January 31, 2022:
Andy November 30 (Canada & U.S.)
Andzs July 5 (Latvia) July 6 (Latvia)
Aneta May 17 (Czech Republic) July 26 (Latvia) October 8 (Latvia)
Anete July 26 (Estonia)
Angel March 11 (Canada & U.S.)
———- Recipe via Meal-Master ™ v8.01
Title: Grilled Bratwurst
Categories: German
Yield: 6 servings
6 ea Bratwursts 12 oz (1 can) beer
1 ea Onion; med., chopped 6 ea Peppercorns
4 ea Cloves 6 ea Hard rolls
Place bratwursts, beer, onion, peppercorns, and cloves in a 3-quart saucepan.
Simmer for 20 minutes.
Drain.
Grill bratwursts 2 to 5 inches from charcoal about 10 minutes, until browned.
Sprinkle with water to form a crisp skin.
Serve in hard rolls with Dusseldorf-style mustard.
Friday August 16, 2019
space cadet
PRONUNCIATION: (SPAYS kuh-det)
MEANING: noun: 1. A trainee astronaut. 2. A person who behaves strangely or appears to be out of touch with reality.
ETYMOLOGY: From Robert Heinlein’s 1948 novel Space Cadet. Why the second sense of the term? The book inspired TV and radio shows and comics and the term became popular. Eventually, the meaning shifted and now a space cadet is one who is spaced out or has their mind in space, probably as a result of drug use. Earliest documented use: 1948. Other words coined by Robert Heinlein that have become words in the English language are grok and waldo.
USAGE: “It seems odd to think of how [Kate] Bush was once popularly perceived: not with the reverence she’s held in now, but as a dippy space cadet with a penchant for saying ‘wow’.” Alexis Petridis; Kate Bush — Every UK Single Ranked!; The Guardian (London, UK); Nov 23, 2018.
A THOUGHT FOR TODAY: Eminent posts make great men greater, and little men less. -Jean de La Bruyere, essayist and moralist (16 Aug 1645-1696)
Sunday January 3, 1993
Dear Melissa,
It’s a big snowstorm out there and we’re expecting a foot by the end of the day. I still have to put my essay together and type it up. I hope there is no school tomorrow. It will give me an extra day to get it together. Nothing more to say. Love, Tara Kimberley Torme G.
Thursday January 20, 2022
Dear God,
I want to get rid of my fat feet. I want normal feet. I want to have normal legs. I want a normal body. I want to be able to wear pretty women shoes instead of always wearing men shoes. I want to be able to war real socks & nylon stocks instead of wearing compression stockings. I want to feel pretty & normal instead of feeling like an ugly abnormal freak. I want to feel like I am wanted & worthy of marriage. I give it all to you to deal with. In your hands. Please listen to my prayer.
Thursday January 20, 2022
Dear God,
If I were able to wear women shoes, would I have had a more normal life? Would I have had a better sense of myself if I could wear really pretty shoes? Would I have been less depressed? Less angry? More confident? If I could ware pretty shoes, would I have felt more worthy of myself? Would I have had more prospects from people? More job opportunities? Travel more? Walk better? Keep up with my peers? Would I feel more normal? Would I feel more pretty? Can you answer?
Really Super Short Story
By: Tara Kimberley Torme
Animals throw garbage in peoples’ yards.
Wednesday August 17, 2016
Peek-A-Boo
By: Tara Kimberley Torme
It’s Fall 2013
I’m at UBC
For a writing group
To get back to writing
I’d just found you again
By searching for you on Facebook
I was happy
I really missed you
Throughout the years
I thought of you often
I never forgot you
Or your father
I often wondered
Did you remember me?
Did you think of me often?
You meant the world to me
I added your friends on Facebook
I upset you by doing that
Then you unfriended me
I was sad and upset
At UBC
A flash of blonde hair
I thought it was you
I followed her
Throughout the SUB
A chance to say hello
To my childhood friend
And to deeply apologize
For stalking you on Facebook
That was never my intention
I’m not that type of person
I’m still very sorry for that
I hope you do forgive me. As
I approach the blonde woman
I take a closer look at her
Face and her eyes
It wasn’t you.
Tanka Poem
By: Tara Kimberley Torme
Oh to be a man
You get to pee standing up
Propose to women
Get to wear really cool suits
You don’t need to wear makeup.
Haiku Poem
By: Tara Kimberley Torme
Why should I trust you?
You might go and betray me:
Stab me in the back.