January 2010
7 posts
Today at work I was selling a ski lesson to an Australian family. When the transaction was finished, the mom said to her daughter, “come along my treasure,” in her wicked awesome accent. I loved it! I am wondering if I can steal that and use it if/when I have kids; and if I can make it sound near as cool without an accent!
“I test people,” said Eeldrop, “by the way in which I imagine them as waking up in the morning. I am not drawing upon memory when I imagine Edith waking to a room strewn with clothes, papers, cosmetics, letters and a few books, the smell of Violettes de Parme and stale tobacco. The sunlight beating in through broken blinds, and broken blinds keeping out the sun until Edith can...
Shall we accept good from God, and not trouble?
Job 2:10
Scattered shadows on a wall, you watch the long light fall Some impressions stay and some will fade Tattered shoes outside your door, clothes all on the floor Your life feels like the morning after all year long. Every day it starts again You cannot say if you’re happy You keep trying to be Try harder, maybe this is not your year. Movies, TV screens reflect just what you expected ...
