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from the ongoing expeditions of San Francisco Piano Pop trio
True Margrit

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

More IS better

We have elves. They are cobbling precious little shoes in the wee hours. They are cooking omelletes. They are inventing QUORN. They are doing my laundry. They are tuning pianos. They are playing us on KMSU (see Jan 5th, Jan 17th). They are buying SEAWORTHY on Amazon. They are blogging about us--especially FIG.

Yes. More is better--except when you get the flu and it goes away and you think you are better and then it comes back and you feel feverish and you carry on about elves. (NO, spellchecker not elfs, ELVES.) More elves are better than one elf, cuz then they aren't all alone (plus that's how Professor Tolkien pluralized it--with a v) . Not snippy little Keebler elves , but Elves with a capital E-- immortal, beautiful, perilous. Completely fictional. Or those metaphorical elves who swoop down and make trouble less troublesome, speak sanity when all is ludicrous madness, teach us to love one another and eat QUORN. More of those please--bring them on! More is best. (But nothing is bigger than one).

12 Comments:

Anonymous laura t. said...

We don't have elves here. Only roaches. Sometimes little ones, sometimes big ones. Once, a really big cockroach helped carry my groceries home. I bought him a beer as a show of thanks.

I don't think they are buying TM records, but I'll see what I can do.

Tue Jan 24, 07:11:00 PM PST  
Blogger Margrit said...

Laura! you caught me mid-blog--I added more about elves MORE MORE MORE

Yes ! teach the cockroaches to listen to True Margrit--then you will prove that you yourself are an elf-princess

Tue Jan 24, 07:33:00 PM PST  
Anonymous laura t. said...

But I really long to be queen of the cockroaches. I could then turn them into my unholy army who will smite those who do not buy Seaworthy.

However, from what I understand, roaches aren't nearly as deft at making cookies as elves.

Tue Jan 24, 10:47:00 PM PST  
Blogger Margrit said...

hmmmm. cookies or smiting? Smiting or cookies--that's a hard one...

Wed Jan 25, 01:41:00 AM PST  
Blogger Gary said...

Does Laura's desire to be Queen of the Cockroaches (sounds like a sequel to the film Invasion of the Bee Girls) mean she is going to abdicate her position as Mayor Smarty Pants of Smarty Pants Town? I understand the Constitution says you can't hold both offices at the same time.

But then who cares about the Constitution, anyway? According to Bush, it's just a goddamn piece of paper.

So hail to thee, the Queen Laura of the Smarty Pants Seaworthy Buyin' Cockroaches!

Wed Jan 25, 10:08:00 AM PST  
Blogger Margrit said...

All Hail, Madam, Hail! We come to answer thy best pleasure--be it to fly, to swim, to dive into the fire-- we offer fealty to Queen Laura the Red, Mayor-elect of Smarty Pants Megalopolis (the town that never sleeps), AND Ambassador Prime to SEAWORTHY buying Cockroaches and all Subsidiary Insect Revenue Streams

Wed Jan 25, 11:50:00 AM PST  
Blogger Gary said...

(uhh... running a little fever today, are we, Margrit?)

Wed Jan 25, 02:01:00 PM PST  
Blogger Laura said...

I am the Pope of Smarty Town while Gary is the Monsignour.

As for Margrit, she's just my bitch.

Fri Jan 27, 08:38:00 PM PST  
Blogger Margrit said...

Oh that's just great--between the both of y'all I get to be "Feverish Bitch".

I want a better title.. like, "God Awful Madame President"
or " Inoperable Splinter", or "Princess Oleo"... oh you know what I mean...

Sat Jan 28, 08:46:00 PM PST  
Anonymous laura t. said...

You are officially dubbed "Hepped Up McGoofballs"

Sun Jan 29, 11:07:00 AM PST  
Blogger Margrit said...

Aye Cap'n, I mean Pope

Sun Jan 29, 03:58:00 PM PST  
Anonymous laura t. said...

That's MS. Pope if you're nasty. And I think you are.

Sun Jan 29, 08:36:00 PM PST  

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