Miette's Bedtime Story Podcast » Adams, Alice http://www.miettecast.com Lay yourself down to sleep with the soothing soporific of Miette's purr as she reads you the world's greatest short stories and delivers them podcasterly. Tue, 31 Jan 2012 19:49:48 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 2005-2010 miette@miettecast.com (Miette) miette@miettecast.com (Miette) 1440 http://www.miettecast.com/wp-content/themes/cutline-miettehack/images/mbsp-small.jpg Miette's Bedtime Story Podcast http://www.miettecast.com 144 144 Lay yourself down to sleep with the soothing soporific of Miette's purr as she reads you the world's greatest works of short fiction, in a style all her own and in a way only she can. World classics, known and unknown literary masterp[...] Lay yourself down to sleep with the soothing soporific of Miette's purr as she reads you the world's greatest works of short fiction, in a style all her own and in a way only she can. World classics, known and unknown literary masterpieces, and modern experimental titles are all represented in what's quickly becoming the most comprehensive (and most saucy) short fiction anthology. Sweet dreams. literature, short, stories, fiction, reading, books Miette Miette miette@miettecast.com no no Roses, Rhododendron http://www.miettecast.com/2006/01/06/roses-rhododendron/ http://www.miettecast.com/2006/01/06/roses-rhododendron/#comments Fri, 06 Jan 2006 17:23:35 +0000 miette http://www.miettecast.com/?p=94 The other day, I broke from my own morning convention and fetched my AM coffee from a coffee chain whose name shall not be uttered on this page. It was quite likely the simplest order the coffee-servicer had fulfilled that day: a no-frills “medium coffee,” with nothing even vaguely representing an “-ino” suffix, no “shot” of anything. And as I strugged at the — what’s it called — the “fixin’s counter?” — to take a swig and scald my mouth so that I might make room for a dollup of milk, I heard the cashier ask the patron behind me in line: “Space Milk?”

SPACE MILK!?

Why had I not been offered Space Milk? What was Space Milk? Is it anything like what those fellas took straight-from-the-statue in A Clockwork Orange? Does it prevent against disease? Would it have prevented the suffering now endured by the nether regions of the topmost area of the inside of my mouth?

I’ll probably never know what it is. I’ll probably never know of its mouth-warming ambrosial effect. But I can have friends who are capable of writing songs that are somewhat peripherally related to Space Milkiness, and I can exploit all of this right here, just for you.


Comments]]> http://www.miettecast.com/2006/01/06/roses-rhododendron/feed/ 5 0:42:51 The other day, I broke from my own morning convention and fetched my AM coffee from a coffee chain whose name shall not be uttered on this page. It was quite likely the simplest order the coffee-servicer had fulfilled that day: a no-frills “[...] The other day, I broke from my own morning convention and fetched my AM coffee from a coffee chain whose name shall not be uttered on this page. It was quite likely the simplest order the coffee-servicer had fulfilled that day: a no-frills “medium coffee,” with nothing even vaguely representing an “-ino” suffix, no “shot” of anything. And as I strugged at the — what’s it called — the “fixin’s counter?” — to take a swig and scald my mouth so that I might make room for a dollup of milk, I heard the cashier ask the patron behind me in line: “Space Milk?” SPACE MILK!? Why had I not been offered Space Milk? What was Space Milk? Is it anything like what those fellas took straight-from-the-statue in A Clockwork Orange? Does it prevent against disease? Would it have prevented the suffering now endured by the nether regions of the topmost area of the inside of my mouth? I’ll probably never know what it is. I’ll probably never know of its mouth-warming ambrosial effect. But I can have friends who are capable of writing songs that are somewhat peripherally related to Space Milkiness, and I can exploit all of this right here, just for you. Miette no no