Monthly Archives: July 2010

Life is but a dream!

So I woke up the other day, hit snooze 15 times, cursed the dawn, got dressed, and made my way to the bathroom to brush up. When I reached the kitchen, a rat on the counter gave me pause.
It was up on its haunches, eating some kale. Alright. Okay. It seemed pretty chill. My brain was firing up very slowly, and something moved in the corner of my eye. I turned. It was a tall stranger, red-headed and red bearded, standing by the fridge in his skivvies.

“Hello. I’m Steven.”
“…Hello, Steven. I’m Anna.” I looked back at the rat. “And…?”
“That’s Purchase.”
“Purchase.” The rat looked up at me, wuffling its whiskers and holding its kale in a dainty way.
“Yes, Purchase.”
I nodded slowly. “Can I…pat…Purchase?”
“Of course.”
And I did. Then I washed up and biked to work.

Who is Steven? Heaven knows. Was that him sleeping on the couches this morning (one couch when I went into the bathroom, and the other when I left) or another stranger entirely? If it was he, then where is Purchase?



Another MS Paint portrait! This is my good friend Rory! This is not the first time he has appeared here–if you are a regular reader of Shoot the Sea (if you are, there’s like a 25% chance that you are Rory himself) then you may have seen him in

and other posts.

A Short Bicycle Poem

Bike along a long old road

And all the cars will pass too close–

People on porches may cast shadows and

Glances in your direction

Another portrait!

I drew a portrait for an acting friend of mine! Back before I had gotten the hang of MS Paint, I used to draw a lot of MS Paint portraits. Now I can draw BETTER ones.

A Heathen! A Friend.


Here is a drawing I drew of/for one of my bestest friends! She needed a profile picture for her blog, and I felt like forgoing noodle arms for once!

Child of the 80s

Yes, I found you in a cabbage patch

My little girl

You’re old enough to know

Face turned towards the sun, sun-burnt and bawling



Someone must have left you there

For me to find

Mon petit chou

Under a cabbage leaf

Two Girls I’m Not


Here I am when I started high school. Funniest thing in the world? Monty Python, by heart. Wardrobe? Sweatpants, sweatshirts, ripped and baggy jeans, huge t-shirts  with dragons, wizards, wolves, and fundraisers on them. I was a genius and a loner.

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