Showing posts with label Adam Rex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adam Rex. Show all posts

Friday, August 22, 2008

Poetry Friday: Cake

I'm using this photo of my husband and me because it's the best cake one I have, and because it was our anniversary on Monday.

BUT... I want you to know that even though I'm posting the following funny poem for Poetry Friday, I don't consider my husband "impossible" in any way, except for impossibly supportive of me and my life's work.

A Slice of Wedding Cake did make me laugh, though, and then I found all sorts of other amusing cake and poetry links.

Let's celebrate the sweetness of laughter in our lives, shall we?

Why have such scores of lovely, gifted girls
Married impossible men?
Simple self-sacrifice may be ruled out,
And missionary endeavour, nine times out of ten.


Read the rest here, or better yet, listen to an audio recording of poet Robert Graves reading his A Slice of Wedding Cake.

And more on the cake and poetry theme...

Via Adam Rex's blog, Frankenstein finds his poetic inspiration:



Via the blog, Cake Wrecks, comedy at the expense of cake: (Thanks, Kelly, for pointing me to Cake Wrecks in the first place. Now it's my daily laugh.)






Poetry Friday is hosted today by Read. Imagine. Talk.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

"They all shriek at the same time..."




"Writing is still kind of scary, but carnival scary, not lung disease scary." - Adam Rex, in his interview at Nerds With Kids.

"Everybody's equal on a roller coaster. They all shriek at the same time." - Harry Guy Traver, via UltimateRollerCoaster.com

Why has no one written a children's book about Harry Guy Traver? I mean, come on, read this about one of his famous rides, the Cyclone roller coaster at Crystal Beach:
"The Crystal Beach ride also kept a nurse in the station who was there to assist anyone who fainted, although she was originally hired to help lower insurance costs. Later, it is rumored that the she was kept on the payroll to help keep the Cyclone known as one of the fiercest coasters around. Popular coaster lore says that she kept smelling salts on her and that a hot dog stand adjacent to the coaster sold splints."
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Profile of Harry Traver from UltimateRollerCoaster.com

Okay, nurse! Stand by! I'm going to write now. Administer cotton candy if I pass out.