What's the deal with your nickname? How did you get it? If your nickname is self-explanatory, then tell everyone when you first started using the internet, and what was the first thing that made you say "wow, this isn't just a place for freaks after all?" Was it a website? Was it an email from a long-lost friend? Go on, spill it.
Metafilter Anti-Sexism Bingo!
It's bleaching bright outside and I feel like I could sit on my porch and slowly become a green thing, turning all day so my face follows the sun.
The air is wet from all the new leaves opening and filling to stand, and the yard smells like cucumber water and fresh shoots. Delicious. I've been breathing through my mouth to taste it.
The worms came up and the robins came down. The neighbor's cat is stalking and around.
The dirt is dark, dark, dark after being under a layer of dead grass and snow. It comes up like crumbling, moist cake, and the sand underneath it is wet and red-brown like a clay pot.
And along the fence is coming yellow and honeysuckle.
Fosythia and Honey, Honey, Honey
