His life is just a series of foot notes.
Thought it said “duck” for a minute there. Duck is masculine however.
The film goes to eleven. A knobs-on hands-down winner for consideration by the Academy.
And talks with his hands.
Thanks his Mama for the talent.
His Father for his drink’s and a non-lightweight abilities.
Yo escribo con las patatas.
Wow, Daniel Day Lewis was really a stretch when they cast the role.
pretty good scribing instrument on 35mm color negative Teresa!
Señor Carlos writes with his feet, for all to see. He teaches classes on Pig- Latin, and has many zapatos to protect his gift. He’s got a big collection of pens and pencils to teach his students! Oink!
I write on my feet.
Well, actually I don’t. It just seemed an obvious thing to write.
And come to think of it, that’s an ambiguous statement. It could mean that I write while standing, which is sometimes true.
That’s precisely what one book reviewer said about my first novel! ( Or was it my editor who said that? )
Word’s run together…
Frog’s feet applause, and his partner in crime, toad stool pigeon.
“…Vasserot the armless ambidextrian lights a match between his great and second toe..”—Archibald McLeish. The joys of high school English. Quoting and spelling from memory so there may be innacuracy.
Lifetime of up poop creek without a paddle boat…Surprise that’s my big toe writing .
O pato : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gw1exf19lQM
Warnings Against Foolishness
… worthless person, a wicked man, walks with a perverse mouth, winking his eyes, speaking with his feet, and pointing with his fingers. With deceit in his heart he devises evil; he continually sows discord.…
Berean Standard Bible
He would be out standing (sic) in his field
if he were easier to under stand (also sic) …!
I wonder if that Chinese balloon was carrying any surveillance pickles?
He looks a little like the notoriously poor-eyesighted James Joyce, born 2 February 1882. Is this intentional, a slam at the author of Finnegan’s Wake (considered a difficult read) and (Yes! Yes! Yes!) Ulysses?
Should we check in again on Bloomsday (16 June)?
Or is this merely some other schmuck who in Spanish writes with his feet (whatever that Mexican writer’s insult to another writer is supposed to mean)?
Am I writing with my feet? Not really; but that’s only because of the physical difficulty….