Showing posts with label laura mcbryde. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laura mcbryde. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

From The Heart AKA At My Wits End

         The woodlands were damp and dark that April night, her eyes reflected magnificently in the moon's glow. I was neither handsome nor cool. But she was stupid, so I convinced her I was both handsome and cool. She looked up at me,

“You must be the tallest in this whole country!” 

She hadn't seemed to notice I was sitting atop a tree.

“Of course I am! Come sit up here by me, my dear. It's cold down there on the grass, and up here we can see the whole town, all the houses!”

She tried. Boy, did she try. But those stubby legs were getting her nowhere.

“Come on, I ain't got all night darlin'!”

After 45 minutes of watching her struggle I made my way carefully down in an awkward, about to lose my footing sort of fashion, like the hero I am. Rubbing my cheek against hers, I said,

“Let's take a walk, baby. There's a house yonder I have my eye on.”

Now is when I, Laura D, the editor of this beautiful story must insist on cutting in and then cutting out what the original author had written next. It was graphic and unnecessarily silly.

And now is when I, the CEO of D-LightFilled Publishing®, for legal reasons would like to step in and clarify a few things:
  1. The author of this story is one “Stripey the Cat”
  2. The editor of this story is one Laura D McBryde
  3. The CEO of D-LightFilled Publishing® is that same Laura D McBryde, or maybe it isn't, you don't know.

Now that's all out of the way...this story was based on a true one.

Stripey, one April night, impregnated Cali the kitten, who then came to live with the CEO of D-LightFilled Publishing® and gave birth, hence how our whole family is now stupid with cats. All of this was fine until recently when Mr Stripey rediscovered where Cali lives and has moved himself and all of his belongings in (including his....wait, what's the organ that produces farts? Because he's certainly moved that into the house too).

IF YOU KNOW THIS GUY PLEASE CONTACT ME @lauradmcbryde on Twitter or in the comments here.

Here's his picture. He had it done by a professional using some money I had set aside for the icey.



IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THIS GUY PLEASE CONTACT ME @lauradmcbryde on Twitter or again, in the comments here.

Thank you.

Tuesday, June 19, 2018

A Poem For My Dad

I wrote this poem the day after watching my Dad die in hospital.

Elegy For Jupiter

BY LAURA D MCBRYDE

Mere days ago, we sat with you
You laughed, we laughed and sighed
Now I sit alone, in front of you
I feel like I have died.

The songs are gone, and jokes are too
With you, they were all intertwined
Now I sit alone, in front of you
And I can't be revived.

The lucky ones, who loved with you
In vivid colours, blue and white
We sit together, in front of you
Our Paul Stephen McBryde. 



(Jupiter has the strongest gravitational pull of any planet, drawing everything in. My Dad had a similar pull, everyone was drawn to him.)
4 June 2018

Sunday, December 31, 2017

A Few of my Xmas Presents

...in the snow. Because, well, it snowed. I don't need another reason.

 
Lady and the Tramp! Tramp is a lot bigger than he seems in this picture.

 A beautiful Bill SkarsgĂ„rd desk calendar!
(And Cali...but don't count her, she isn't a present)

 A captain's hat. Yep. A captain's hat. Avast ye!!
Or wait, maybe that's pirates.

Fitzcarraldo on dvd!

 And at long last, I finally get a Dallas mask. Now I can go rob banks and fix drills whenever I damned well please!

Sunday, August 07, 2016

The New Lion King

I was recently treated to a live reenactment of The Lion King. Starring Brutus and Arnie!


Kittens are fun.

Wednesday, August 03, 2016

RIP Minnie

Minnie the Kitten


My little princess fought hard.

She spent her last moments in my arms, lifting her tiny shaking head and letting out some final, quiet, croaking meows before lowering her head and taking one more breath. ...a few heartbeats later and she was gone.

I cut up one of my cardigans to create a soft pillow for her to lie on. Covered it in a red satin sheet. And placed it (and her) in a metal box.


The box reads,
"All dressed up for dreaming"

A rose upon her grave.

As we buried her I played this exact version of Everybody Wants To Be A Cat on my phone...



Cali then visited her girl...


Tuesday, July 12, 2016

From the Bud and D Vault: Laura D's Report Card

I've been going through many of my notebooks of late. I came across one page that Bud wrote to me and thought I'd share...

No.19        Date 17.10.11

Laura shows promise in skills such as
  • Monkeying around
  • Voice impressions
  • Stealing crisps (particularly S + Vinegar)
  • Swearing
  • Chewing + talking (simultaneous)
  • Reading lists
In these regards Laura is a good pupil.

Well done!

(Then he drew a smiley face and tick)

Monday, June 27, 2016

The Comet Festival!

So on my way to pick up some cat litter (more on that little nugget tomorrow, oh the excitement! Hold that excitement lest you need some cat litter of your own...don't poop your pants! ...is what I'm saying. I think. ...I'm off track. Let's restart this post...)

So on my way to pick up some cat litter, I stopped of at the Comet Festival. Oh the excitement! Don't poop your pants.

"Fun fair" is a bit of a stretch, though I'm sure they were having fun in the beer tent. ...which is fair enough. I guess it is a fun fair then.

One of the rides, or a ghost house maybe. Anyway I was very fond of the pirate flags atop so I took it's picture.

A giant Mickey Mouse inflatable slide! Mickey always seems to show up at these things. You'd think he'd be too much of a big shot, but there he is, sitting up on high, looking down on all, like the fat cat he is. ...Or big cheese, if you will.

Kid with a super cool Hello Kitty balloon!! I was so jealous I went on a mission to, per chance, purchase one of my own. Turns out it was out of my price range: £3.50. Eff off! I don't have that kind of money! So for £1 I got the toughest, roughest, baddest mofo glitter tattoo they had.

That's right, a disembodied My Little Pony head. You just try not to have that haunt your dreams!!
And then it rained, no, THUNDERSTORMED on my walk home.

But we can't end a blogpost on such a note, so here is a very pretty, if soaked rose in my garden.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

The Bonkers Brexit Bulletin

I'm sure we've all been receiving these EU in/out leaflets in the post. Yesterday my brother and I recieved one each from the same group. And yet they were different. We were targeted in very different manners. I thought I'd share it with you all. (Keeping in mind we live at the same address and are basically the same age, the only variant is male/female)

Here's the leaflet my brother got:

The front.
(Address is above, I've cut that out.
Don't need this "Marty Lewis" comin' to ma hoose seekin' revenge)

Inside.
A collection of quotes from experts and celebrity types.

The back.
Some good, positive reasons to stay in the EU.

The fold-out poster.
Again, lovely and positive.

Now onto what they sent me...

AAAAAAAARGH!! MY FUTURE IS AT STAKE!
Unless they meant steak...my future is steak? That'd be okay with me.
Also notice how they've printed my name in big letters.
LAURA
To really get my attention. This leaflet is just for me! Yay!
BUT MY FUTURE IS STEAK!! AAAAARGH!

The back.
BIG SCARY LETTERS
Freaky weirdo face.
Farage is gonna speak for me, nooooo!
He's gonna be Ursula and steal my voice :(

The fold-out poster.

....and that's it.
No other info for me. No quotes. No nothin'.

Far be it for me to insinuate that this is sexist, what with the facts and reasoned arguments for my brother and the scare tactics and negative campaigning for me. For all I know they are just well aware of who I am, anxiety disorder et al. and are taking advantage of that. (Like how I used et al there? Am posh noo)

Anyway, full disclosure: I'm voting to remain. And not because of these leaflets, though my hamster thanks the group for the extra bedding.

Monday, June 13, 2016

Random Things I Find Interesting

  • The high percentage of smokers that are ALWAYS in the big brother house. It's way higher than the general public. What's going on there?! Maybe so they can punish them by taking away the cigarettes? Who the fork knows.
  • When a protestor interrupts a Donald Trump rally, he routinely says "They're professional agitators". Mr Trump, I think YOU'RE the professional agitator.
  • Black Jelly Babies. They are the tastiest! Like I've always said, once you go black jelly baby you don't go back jelly baby.
  • Hayfeves. That's my cool new word for hayfever. Aw man av got the hayfeves. Full blast. (Full blast is also my cool new phrase.)
  • If they had let me join the army when I first applied I'd be a Lieutenant Colonel by now. Lieutenant Colonel Laura D. ...sounds good to me!
  • The best part of that "Ring My Bell" song is how it goes on and on about the bell. You can ring my bell. Ring my bell. My bell. Ring my bell.

Thursday, June 09, 2016

The Birthday Roundup!

A week since turning 29, here is a (rhyming) photo essay of my birthday. Enjoy!

Feeling cool as Fred Astaire
This new top hat I'll wear
Like the call from a bugle
There's a birthday wish from Google

Breakfast: hyper inducing,
Let's eat that giant cupcake
Then some trick shots and no mistake


Not hyper enough?


 How 'bout a Dolce Gusto coffee pod?
It's like drinking satin,
Then we'll sing like Princess Jasmine

 
Or like Princess Ariel
But like a princess for sure.
I don't care if you're a man,
You're not getting to be Peter Pan
You're a princess


And a wonderful present
I must say
Cause it's practically perfect in every way


The sun is shining
And I feel debonair
Cause today I am cool
Like Mr Fred Astaire


Sunday, May 08, 2016

Who Did I Vote For?

I didn't appreciate the choices given so I voted for a write in candidate...



Yes, Trump would've been a funnier write in but I just couldn't bring myself to do that.

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Cali The Kitten


"There once was a cat named Cali
Who wanted me to be her pally
Our love was big as the seas
Then turned out she had fleas
And now she sleeps outside"

by Laura D

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Blood Thieves - A Poem


If you can keep your blood
When all around
Are losing theirs
Then you're a better man than me

Ugghhh...I'm gonna fai--

by Laura D

Friday, January 01, 2016

Welcome to a New Year!

2016! A brand new, sparkly clean year. Ready to be muddied up with all sorts of crazy new memories. Hopefully good ones, like making mud pie, or perhaps Button Soup...but I'd need a button...and some onion...and it'd taste better with a carrot.

Bud and I watched Sherlock: The Abominable Bride. The sight of Tim McInnery and a woman in a white gown and veil had us worried that my "Strange Case Of Sherlock Holmes and Arthur Conan Doyle" photo would pop up! Alas...no. The BBC does own the rights though so I wouldn't be surprised if it pops up somewhere, sometime.

Sincerely,
The Abominable D.

Wednesday, December 02, 2015

Planes, Airtrains and Automoplanes

Recently I had a 3 plane connecting flight, that means I was in 4 different countries in less than 24 hours. Very confusing for your brain, by the way. Thinking you're in one country when you're in another, thinking it's bedtime when it's 11am. Anyhoo, I figure it'd be interesting to show you the difference between various countries from above. So without further Abu...


 San Francisco, USA
Ain't those mountains pretty? They probably have a name but I dunno what it is.
I'm gonna say....the Franny Mounties.

 Frankfurt, Germany.
My first ever time in Germany! And a security guy there thought I was German.
Strange, as all the years I've spent in America, not once did anyone think I was American.
A child? Sure, all the time. (heightist!!)

 London, England.
Over a golf course apparently. No idea which golf course, of course.
I'm gonna say...Nodnol Golf Course.

 Glasgow, Scotland.
Yep, one look at the sky tells you where you are.

And just in case you were still confused about where you are. Lovely Scottish rain lets you know.