Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
For Bow Ties o’ the Day, this is as close as they get to a ferris wheel AND/OR merry-go-round. This combo provides a gut-tumbling adventure for them. Remember decking out your bike spokes like this with playing cards? That trick created a flippin’ buzzing sound that remarkably sounded like a deck of cards being shuffled. The only drawback to doing that? Well, for me, I’d sit down in my bedroom to play solitaire, only to find that my card deck was missing a few crucial cards. 🎟 🚴♀️
Suzanne wanted to take me and Skitter for a walk, after our horse placed 2nd in the Derby. She put our Bow Tie o’ the Day dog collars on us, and clicked on our John Deere leashes. Enough? No. She made Skitter and me wear our out-and-about hats on our walking trek. Who am I kidding? She doesn’t have to twist our paws to dress us up fancy to amuse the other neighborhood walkers. Secretly, I think Suzanne would sometimes rather walk alone, in anonymity. Fat chance! 🎩
Bow Tie/Tie o’ the Day are ready for the Kentucky Derby. I choose the horse I’m gonna root for based on the horse’s name. This year, there aren’t what I consider to be interesting names, so I’m going with Good Magic. I was in Kentucky once, for a linguistics conference. Lexington, not Derby territory. But blue-grassed horse farms were everywhere. I’ve never consumed a mint julep: the Derby drink. I wish I had. I’ve also never worn an amazingly elaborate hat like women wear to the Derby. Unbelievable. 🐴 🥃 👒
The skies are blue. The sun is brilliant. And I can’t see a bloody thing in the blinding light. Yahoo! Bow Tie o’ the Day creates a subtle clash, combining its stripes with Shirt’s. And check out Bow Tie’s skull cameo. With clash fashion, you can’t go wrong with skulls, but female skulls are rare. Her long hair nails it. Creepy? Yes! Groovtastic? Yes! Bow Tie was a hit at the Davis County Sheriff’s office today, when I arranged my ride-along. I’m riding Tuesday, swing shift. Stay tuned. 👮🏻♀️ 🚓 🚔
Bow Tie o’ the Day is hidden, but it’s there– under my chin, on my right shoulder. I don’t have a clue what’s tied to me. Perhaps a hat. Perhaps it’s a decoration on my dress. This photo of me with my big sisters was taken in a photo booth somewhere, in the mid-1960’s. Betty and my SWWTRN are so much older than me that I don’t remember them living at home. I was an accident, an afterthought. I grew up a spoiled–not bratty– only child.
Bow Tie o’ the Day says my writing superpower has returned! I think writing is an aptitude: You’ve got it, or you don’t. I know the rules of writing/grammar, and I know when it’s effective to break them. I love composing sentence fragments, for example. But I hate semi-colons. They can’t decide what they are. Comma, or period? Decide what you wanna be, would ya? And don’t get me started on “who/whom.” “Who” works in all instances. Why complicate things? You probably don’t wanna dangle those participles, however.
Bow Tie o’ the Day is stunned! I am, as well. Mark this morning on your calendar, cuz this will never happen again: I cannot think of one thing to write. No story, no activity, no snark, no irony. Not to worry. It won’t last. 😮
Butterfly Bow Tie o’ the Day has me striking a pose for hippiedom. I mean– a little tie-dye/batik never hurt anyone, or hurt their neckwear. The butterfly style is a new passion for me. Maybe it’s because I miss how monarch butterflies used to cover yards for a brief time each year, as they migrated to wherever. In the last decade, I’ve probably seen fewer than a dozen of the bigly-winged flutter-ers. Stuff changes. Shucks happens. We gotta deal. And we gotta tell stories of what’s gone. 🦋
Bow Tie o’ the Day is one of the few one-color bow ties in my collection. I’m not into solid colors. They tend to not clash. But this bow tie is otherwise interesting. It’s velvet butterfly-style, which qualifies it as collection-worthy. I’m not sure why I have to clash to be myself, but I do. 🤡 And here’s a pocket watch I promised to show Becky Freeman. It plays the Winnie-the-Pooh theme song. Last year, I accidentally set it off in Sacrament Meeting. The kids loved it. 😇
I opened my wallet to get my Fast Offering bucks ready for Sunday, and the billfold is depleted of cash. Bow Tie o’ the Day tells me I’ve spent beyond my tie budget for the month. And it’s only the 1st of the month. I’m cash poor, I guess. And what do I have to show for being broke? Neckwear. My collection makes my heart skip a beat, but I still have to figure out how I’m going to buy groceries. You can’t feast on bow ties.