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Momma Kitty

What is a writer but a schmuck with an Underwood?

About Me

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My Interests

Hot Springing....GoldbugLava Hot SpringsMaple GroveCrystalWeir Creek

I'd like to meet:

Jack KerouacFrederico FelliniDave GrohlJohn SteinbeckBuster Keaton and Samuel BeckettWaiting for Godot

Music:

John Lee HookerRobert JohnsonMuddy Waters and The WolfAnimal

Movies:

Just watched:Little Miss SunshineBlind Beast vs. Killer Dwarf (Japanese)Fredrico Fellini's 'La Dolce Vita' (Italian)Fellini's 8 1/2

Television:

Mr. Buster Keaton

Books:

Currently reading:Book of Power...(The 48 Laws of power)Tom Robbins: Skinny Legs and AllPhyllis Balch: Perscription for nutritional healing. The a to z guide to supplements.

Heroes:

Anyone who can survive in the wilderness without any supplies but totino's three cheese pizzas... you know that's all the three magi ate while looking for baby Jesus, right?

My Blog

Quadratic Vagina: Not just a cow stomach.

A quadratic vagina has four parts:   Quintal quaffle Qu. 1. An apparent heavy monster that looms within the depths of a Harry Potter porn festival. Very quiet, but apparent.   Quixotic psy...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Fri, 25 May 2007 09:39:00 PST

Definitely not the second part

It was late at night as I sat on the couch typing away at a story that didn't really make any sense in the first place. I've been sitting for so long, my eyes are becoming gangrenic as I stare into th...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 01:44:00 PST

Epiphany: One man's search for Humor. A play in how ever many acts it takes to finish it.

A: I finally realized that I have absolutely no sense of humor whatsoever.   B: That's not true.   A: How's that?   B: It's just 'dry'.   A: Define 'dry'   B: It's ...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 12:40:00 PST

Fifty percent chance: A play in 3 minutes

Fifty Percent Chance   (Bus Bench, not waiting for anything in particular, but a bus.)   A: I have no idea what your name is, but mine is A. B: Mine is B. Don't worry, not many people k...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 12:01:00 PST

Sonnet 36

It's hard to find something to write about when you're in the mood to be a writer. You sit and you stare at the paper, notebook, screen, napkin, scraps, coffeemug, pen, journal... Ecetra Ecetra ectetr...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 04:29:00 PST

addition..

Momma Kitty has a minion now. Mwahahaha...... ;-)Details later.
Posted by Momma Kitty on Thu, 28 Dec 2006 03:26:00 PST

The Demanding Cabaret Mole.

I just cracked..and Broke...Two parts upon the floor. You think I know what to do with myself now?Please, Make me laugh.You think I know how to define myself as?Please, Make me laugh.You think it's yo...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 03:37:00 PST

Ramble66

Does something you create become art the moment you show it to someone?Are you art enought to stand for what aret is sitting on? What is the central focus in your life?Sex, 90%Rock, 5%Drugs, 2%Art, 1/...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 05:12:00 PST

22 years

Regarding the ideas of a drinking party.... 1: I brought the Darjeeling tea. Enough to go around for everyone. 3: No way man, that shit is Tasty with a Capital T! 1: Ha Ha Ha... You just made a Tea jo...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 08:14:00 PST

Lack Therovfer...

The worst song I've ever heard was written by someone that couldn't sing or write to save his life. Now, normally... I wouldn't care one way or another if that person could sing or not... but this was...
Posted by Momma Kitty on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 12:46:00 PST