bloodletting
I’d like to write something reflective and insightful about waiting to find out whether I am going to be layed-off this afternoon. I can’t seem to come up with anything though. Maybe because I’m distracted by the fact that my hands are shaking. Nathan just got called into our manager’s office. For the past couple … Continue reading
being a car
I saw a bumper sticker last night that made me laugh out loud — I think it was the element of the unexpected — a random streak of humor on an otherwise humorless Ford stationwagon (the sort with the other bumper sticker that reads “God Bless America”). In fact, the owner of the stationwagon may … Continue reading
spring
Well, it’s been a hell of a long winter. But I think Spring is finally here. The first gin & tonic weekend of the year…
“shut up and listen”
Last night I saw They Might Be Giants at the Avalon. “You??” said my roommate incredulously when I mentioned it to him. Yes, it’s true – you only think I’m a serious-all-the-time bore who spends her life sitting in cafés muttering to herself. In fact, little do you know that I have a secret “cool” … Continue reading
headache
This morning my cat managed to convince me I was late for work at 3:30 a.m. How she succeeded in doing this is something of a mystery, but I did actually get up and stumble grumpily into the bathroom before looking at the clock and going back to bed. The wily Tosca spent the remainder … Continue reading
spin
Like the hear no- see no- speak no- evil monkey, I have my hands over my eyes, ears and mouth. Everyone has an opinion about Iraq. Everyone except me. I don’t know what to say or do or think about this whole war thing. I don’t support it. I wonder whether I would be less … Continue reading
dream
Last night I dreamed that I was going to die next week. Not as in, “you’re very sick and have one week to live” – but more like, slotted in amongst the various meetings and appointments and errands I have to do next week was my death. I was okay with this. After all, we … Continue reading
To Live is to Fly
We all got holes to fill Them holes are all that’s real Some fall on you like a storm Sometimes you dig your own But choice is yours to make And time is yours to take Some dive into the sea Some toil upon the stone To live is to fly Low and high, So … Continue reading
Black and Sun 