tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post6292100426051368017..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Monday August 31st, 2015Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-9686147688784676032015-09-15T01:09:47.041-07:002015-09-15T01:09:47.041-07:00Greg - woo hoo, only two weeks behind now... blaaa...Greg - woo hoo, only two weeks behind now... blaaargh.<br /><br />Out an airlock? Me? Never...<br /><br />I am impressed by the cake's theme song. I am less impressed with the cake itself. I think I shall take a pass on eating this one... :)Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-69241353480852976722015-09-01T04:26:33.112-07:002015-09-01T04:26:33.112-07:00Excellent work catching up with the comments! You...Excellent work catching up with the comments! You're even up to the Colony and ready for September's visit. Thank-you, while I remember, for your kind words on Robbie. Considering he was sent up there by popular vote on reality television he's not quite proven to the be deadweight I was expecting. Though, to be fair, I was expecting you to push him out of an airlock at the first available opportunity :)<br />Your first paragraph is a great scene setter, and the worry just grows as I continue reading. While I admire your narrator's ingenuity, I'm not sure that smoke bomb will be enough... :)<br /><br /><b>The substitute</b><br />Bring me sugar and bring me butter,<br />Bring eggs and praise the cake!<br /><i>(Praise the cake!)</i><br />Bring me milk and pure vanilla,<br />And heat the oven, for we will bake!<br /><i>(Let us bake! Praise the cake!)</i><br /><br />Alas my dear, we have no sugar,<br />But powdered bleach is white and fine,<br /><i>(Praise the cake!)</i><br />Well and good, now bring me flour,<br />And we will slake the bleach with lime!<br /><i>(Let us bake! Praise the cake!)</i><br /><br />My dear, it seems: the flour's all gone,<br />And all the milk's evaporated.<br /><i>(Praise the cake!)</i><br />I've bags of grits and jars of slime<br />-- this recipe's quite complicated!<br /><i>(Let us bake! Praise the cake!)</i><br /><br />The cake is baked (and slightly burned)<br />I've frosted it with something sweet.<br /><i>(Praise the cake!)</i><br />And now we bring the cake to table,<br />Gather round, and let us eat!<br /><i>(Let us bake! Praise the cake!)</i><br /><br />Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08503319830584828982noreply@blogger.com