Haptic Poetry

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Comment by Bifidus Jones on December 30, 2010 at 5:22pm

Katerina you are a goddess

Comment by Katerina Nikoltsou (MomKat) on December 30, 2010 at 5:13pm

"..oh my name it means nothing...

my age it means less...

the country I come from is called the Midwest..."

and tis true, a white Maserati amongst all that white stuff:

white-on-white(snow) tsk, tsk, no can do.

 

 

Comment by Katerina Nikoltsou (MomKat) on December 30, 2010 at 4:55pm

Good...I'll take this one then ;-)

Comment by Bifidus Jones on December 30, 2010 at 4:43pm

Ideally, I'd drive a Maserati, but due to the nature of Minnesota's weather, I drive a truck, a lot of people here do so we can get through the snow and haul fishing boats to our cabins in the summer. However, driving a truck can have an effect on one's personality. I often have to resist the urge to yell, Yee haw! It's Friday night! Let's drink too much, crash the pick-up, and start a knife fight!

Comment by Katerina Nikoltsou (MomKat) on December 30, 2010 at 4:13pm

;-) ...maybe Bifidus prefers red to yellow?

Shall I go find a Ferrari?

Comment by Bifidus Jones on December 30, 2010 at 1:02am

:-))))))))

Comment by Katerina Nikoltsou (MomKat) on December 29, 2010 at 11:21pm

and for those of us less fortunate...

Comment by Katerina Nikoltsou (MomKat) on December 29, 2010 at 11:20pm

for Bifidus...

Comment by Bifidus Jones on December 28, 2010 at 1:25am

Katerina, I like that piece "Location Uncertain" (with garnet sandpaper). Feel the Art could be a bumper sticker or how about: Honk if you're Haptic

Comment by Katerina Nikoltsou (MomKat) on December 27, 2010 at 8:44pm

Yes, Erni, "a thankful material"...tomorrow I go to raid the sandpaper section at PRAKTIKER! (our European "Home Depot" place). This "haptic" thing has gotten under-my-skin, or should I say "at-my-fingertips"! Keep a watch for more sandpaper in your mailbox, too ;-)

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