Small Green Painting (Nadia)

Nadia's back -this time a small green painting.

 

Black: happy green day to you Red: u 2 did u get a shamrock. is it magical? Black: i did Red: :-) Red: ooh Black: alright let's listen to the moment Black: put our ear to it Red: ::blinks at the moment:: Black: its a tiny moment Red: ::puts it in her mouth:: Black: we have to lean in close Red: ::chews it:: Black: oh what flavor is it? Black: oh Red: cherry! Red: cotton candy! Black: cherry it is! Red: duck sauce! Black: that's some flavorful moment indeed Red: rocky road! Red: :-) Black: one moment -every flavor Black: how many flavors can dance on your tongue at one time? Red: ooh a lot Red: u know ur tongue has sweet/sour/bitter/salty receptors Red: we have a broad capacity for the moments Red: the many many moments Red: that live in our mouths Black: wow Black: lots of different combinations possible Red: which is not even to address our smellyness! we have smellabilities Red: we cannot underestimate them Black: well i certainly do - i'm all bond tonight Red: ooh high tech Black: bond 109 Red: spyability Red: Hahaha Red: I want to spy on your tasty moment Black: ah did you see my spy vs sation? Red: and steal it and put it in my mouth and run away Red: no :-) Black: that was a fun one on the blog Black: you know nobody's every said that to me before Black: i like that Red: thats because no one would ever dream of such a thing Red: ooh look its Tom, blah blah blah -- he's so black and red and stuff Black: but when all of your life is a dream well then.. Red: no way man Red: I'm running away w/your moments, see if I care Black: my moments! Black: wait how many? Red: Mr. Big Tom Man thinks he can just stroll around w/all these tasty moments and no one is gonna care Red: no way tom, no way Black: but i'm making paintings to share them Red: thats not how its gonna go down Red: ohhh is that what you tell them? Black: and how many moments per dancing tongue? Red: as many as I want!!! Red: you want an itemization! Red: crazy virgoans Black: i guess some things can't be itemized ever Red: should I balance your moment handbook while I am here? Red: :-) Black: no let's toss it back with a grey goose Red: those troublemaking geese Black: yeah and there grey too Red: mm. Black: they're their there look over there their there Red: grey. Black: this is like nadia in wonderland Black: go ask nadia when she's ten feet tall Red: fish fish fish (an actually gramattically correct sentence) Black: nice Red: ah yes, but arent all our little bloggies wonderlandish? Red: yes tom.... Red: mad... Red: mad Red: we're all mad here Black: with hats! Red: ah hats hats, all sorts of hats Red: hats and bats and flying cats Black: hold still so i can paint you Black: flying cats Black: bats Black: hats Red: ::twirls around:: Red: you cant paint me! try to catch me first! Red: wheeeee Black: over there Black: right in the center of the canvas Black: no nadia off the edges Red: im bleeding Red: im bleeding off Red: quick, get a bucket Black: gets rag Black: gets bucket Red: :-) Black: wipes down painting Red: ::grabs rag:: Red: throws it at the mouse Black: paints a field Red: ::blinds mouse:: Red: ::steals his cheese:: Black: i went to bed with some good friends tonight Black: it was fun Red: slumber party? Black: have you been there? Red: pillow fight??? Red: PILLOW FIGHT! Black: yes a bit of one Red: FLUFFY!!! Black: food too Black: good food Red: angel food Black: yes even some fluffy food Black: angels are nice Red: for angels Red: angels of ice Black: what do you like better angels or angles? Red: angles.... no angles trap angels. Black: right Red: with their tangential bureacracy Black: they're all sharp Black: pointy Black: le'ts have more curves Red: their skewed diameters and abrupt invokations of space Black: do some womanly stuff Red: womanly lol Black: wo man Red: should I give birth? Red: would that qualify? Black: a painting that gives birth Black: yes i believe that would qualify Red: mm Black: like those little russian dolls Red: birth Red: to new life Black: wow fun Red: birth Red: to old life? Black: that's a big power Red: or just birth... to life Black: sounds a bit like bladerunner Red: hm, never saw that whole movie Black: oh its a real treat Black: get the first version with the narration Black: are you a people person? Red: a people... person Black: or a person people? Red: I think I'm a person people Red: but I want to call in a lifeline for this one Black: what's peoplely about you? Red: can someone birth me a lifeline?? Black: somewhere out there? Black: in people painting land Black: alright i'd say you are Red: why? Red: tell me Red: because I cannot explain Black: alright people person Black: people people............... are people Black: that's for starters Red: people are in my head Black: people who...... well like people Black: people peopling people mostly Red: I cannot imagine what they might have said Black: but really all kinds of people Red: I just know that I am red Black: that's that's for sure Black: the carts in the house Red: and soon these people will to bed Black: oh you mean we're almost out of canvas already? Red: for there are armies I have led Black: green camouflage armies? Red: and many skins that we have shed Black: yes we loose skins cells every hour Black: every minute Black: we're new every minute Black: lose right? Black: i'm glad i forgot how to speel Red: yes Black: oh if my eight grade nun could see me now Red: youre delirious tom, u need sleep, i will finish my poem later Black: no please finish Red: u had a nun in 8th grade? Black: then our painting can find rest Red: no i cant u kept interrupting w/strangeness :p Black: yes Black: alright here's my non-strangeness pact Black: no more strangeness for the duration of this painting Black: signed tom Red: our painting .... seeks rest.... but how am I to know if it will pass the test... escaping time and forgotton rhyme Black: let's bring the lights down low Red: we carry on this strange design Red: carry on this strange design... Black: in time Black: oh that's nice