Dis been one BORING summer so far…”

Posted August 19, 2008




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Buddha Girl: Yeh, so we got t’ go t’ San Francisco an’ we gots a couple swell meals outta it, but we hadta share wit’ a kid –

Super Stevie: Hey! Who ate all the Shellyfish?

Angry Sparrow: Eh, you snooze, you lose.

Tragic Plum: It’s… dangerous to sleep AND eat, at the same time… ooooh



Buddha Girl: At leas’ she too big to get on dis swell boat dey have in res’raunt.

Tragic Plum: Oh yes… but I’m no sailor, and neither is our Sister… ooooh



Angry Sparrow: Yeh, I lose my lunch big time. Watta waste.



Buddha Girl: Next day we gets anudder lunch for Sister an’ us at de Asian Arts Museum, besides seein’ our peoples’ art history. Dunno wat wit’ the guy at de nex’ table – he never seen little girls before?

Angry Sparrow: Eh, he need mine his own business.

Tragic Plum: Maybe he wasn’t SURE what he was seeing… we are Sparrows after all… ooooh



Buddha Girl: Den we wen’ to de big openin’ wingding for de Bee Jay Dee convention – lotta big stiffs there! Getta loada de guy in de fancy pants *SNERK*!

Angry Sparrow: You said it. Only good ting, Ms. Shelly give us nice chicken I holdin’.

Tragic Plum: Oooh, yes… Thank you SO much, Ms. Shelly… we can always use a chicken; it cooks up better than brocade pants… ooooh



Buddha Girl: Annyway, so here we at home, BORED outta our skulls, an’ it HOT, too.

Angry Sparrow: Yeh, we sweat like de pigs.

Tragic Plum: I try not to sweat… pigs or no…



Waramon: Hello, little Sparrow girls! I could not help but overhear you discussing this abominably warm weather we are experiencing. It can be difficult to stay cool *smile*.

Buddha Girl: Hey dere, pervy guy – why you wearin’ a SKIRT?

Angry Sparrow: Yeh, wat dat about?

Tragic Plum: Ooooh… are you sure you have the legs for it?... ooooh



Waramon: *chuckle* This is my way of dressing for the weather – and I think my legs look quite fetching, Miss Plum!

Buddha Girl: WAT? Dose tree trunks? You gots to be KIDDIN’!

Angry Sparrow: You heard ‘a de redwoods – dese WHITEWOODS.

Tragic Plum: Oooh, I wish he had more LEAVES!... ooooh!



Waramon: True, ‘tis a little short; this belongs to my dear sister, but I think of it more as a kilt -- we are of Scottish descent, you know. **starts to shimmy**

Buddha Girl: Yeh, an’ we Korean, but you don’ catch us makin’ a big ting about it!

Angry Sparrow: Kinda hard when we so little.

Tragic Plum: I think I’m seeing things I SHOULDN’T… ooooooooh



Waramon: **happily oblivious** ♪Them summer days, those summer days /…Hot fun in the summertime / Hot fun in the summertime… ♫ **swishes hips back and forth**

Buddha Girl: Dis sure i’nt helpin’ cool us off, no matter HOW much breeze he try ta make!

Angry Sparrow: It jus’ make me queasy *urp*.

Tragic Plum: Ooooh, can it get any stranger? I don’t know WHERE to look, ooooh



Waramon: My word, Tancredi – you remind me of nothing so much as a mobile pampas grass; all that is lacking are the plumes!

Tancredi: I am seem-ply re-cal-leeng  ze days of Gauguin, wheen ‘e dees-cover ze na-tu-rel beau-tee of les Îles Marquises, an’ ze free-doms of ze Pol-ly-nesian peoples.

Buddha Girl: Wat – you mean dey no got cloth for clothes, den?

Angry Sparrow: Mebbe dat when you run outta money.

Tragic Plum: Freedom isn’t always what it’s cracked up to be… noooo…!



Tancredi: Bee-sides, ze breezes zey feel so good wheen zey blow through ze grasses -- c’est bon!

Waramon: They do flutter and swish rather charmingly – I feel the breezes, too!

Buddha Girl: I tink dose breezes is blowint’roo you HEAD!

Angry Sparrow: If he GOTS one.

Tragic Plum: Oh! HE’S got one, all right… oooooooh



Waramon: Brother, dear, isn’t that risky, smoking as you do around the dry silage of your sarong?

Tancredi: Non -- bee-sides, eet ees all bio-dee-gradable. We ‘ave gone vert, n’est pas.

Buddha Girl: Dat a fancy word for ROT, is all!

Angry Sparrow: Yeh, it stink like dat, too.

Tragic Plum: Oooooh, my eyesooooooooooh



Hippolyte: Bon jour, little Sparrow soeurs -- is something distressing Madamoiselle Plum more than usual?

Buddha Girl: Eh, it Brudder Brudder! Yeh, no kiddin’, our sister got an eyeful when you brudders come t’roo here. So did WE! Mine if we talk it out wit’ you?

Angry Sparrow: Yeh, we got eyeful.

Tragic Plum: Ooooo, I got BOTH eyes full! Ooooooooooooh!

Hippolyte: But of course, dear Sparrows, that is what I am here for, to comfort and counsel –



**a little while later**

Hippolyte: Why is it that I cannot to shake the visions from my head? And I JUST got over the Bastille Day celebrations, too – the migraine THAT gave me; Mon Dieu!

Buddha Girl: Ah, dere, dere. It not so bad – d’o I won’ complain so much ‘bout bein’ bored for a while now!

Angry Sparrow: Yeh, bored lookin’ pretty good.

Tragic Plum: Oh yes, Mama used to tell us to be careful what we asked for… but I didn’t think I ASKED for that… oh no…



MANY thanks to Jill in WV for the first three pics in this story, and allowing Super Stevie to appear!


~And my apologies to Sly and the Family Stone for the flagrant abuse of their old hit song.~



Oh yes, Mama is usually right… though I wonder just WHO is the Sparrows’ mother, and where she went…


I enlisted Tabitha as my spokesmodel for a sale post on Zone of Zen, in hopes it would boost appeal –


Tabitha presents -- Kingstate Fainting Couch and 2 Tables



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