Thursday, March 31, 2011

wooden shoes

Orange shirts, orange shirts, orange neck ties, orange pants, orange socks, orange cuff links, orange waistcoats, orange shirts, orange shirts, orange shoes, orange suits, orange skirts, orange belts, orange cravats, orange shirts, orange shirts, orange blazers

arming the rebels

Jack stared at the butter. I prefer a cold butter, he thought. Warm butter makes for easy spreading, but it glistens at you. The grease sweats out to the surface. Sweltering butter makes for smaller appetites, thought Jack. The knife traced its course and swiped the butter across the bread. Jack lived on.

out went the candle, and we were left darkling

The credit went to someone else for detail-gathering, reporting, and awareness, all mine. I would appreciate a fruit basket, but 'nice catch' will do.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Ask me no questions

Q. Why did it take the French pastry chef so long to get to work?

A. He had to 'croissant' a busy street.

If you don't like my joke, say it to my face. Don't go behind my back and trash me on message boards. You know I hate that. And make sure you keep a straight face the entire time if you tell the joke. That's how it's done, with two apostrophes.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Look how you are all enjoying it!

This is fantastic:


http://www.salon.com/books/2011/03/29/jacqueline_howett_greek_seaman

"Who really has the last laugh in that situation: the guys who spent $5 to write an angry Amazon review, or the author who took the money from a group of people who have nothing better to do all day than get into fights about grammar on the Internet?"

Grammar fanatics always have the last laugh, 'Drew Grant', if that's even your real name, which I doubt. There is no doubt you are a big rat and a snake with poisenous venom.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

you only asked me why

Don't you think that I know that walking on water won't make me a miracle man?

This is a lazy blog post. It has no substance. It is free, though, so I am not to be held liable. I applied for 6 jobs today. I had a piece of banana bread, toasted and buttered. I filed my federal and state tax returns. These are things that I did, but I am not defined by them. Does the number .00 mean anything to you? That's the amount of Social security tips reported on my W-2 for 2010. Impressed? It doesn't show. The Barry Bonds article in the New Yorker was fun to read. They should hire Tina Fey as well, but what do I know? I'm only a blogging savant. Like Dustin Hoffman, but wearing a striped sweater from Old Navy.

If you don't 'get' this post, it's because there's nothing to get, no substance, as I said earlier, you should have been paying attention.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

written

There is too much going on right now. I can't focus on any one thing, because there are approximately a dozen things going on.

I don't remember what happened the last three years, or I remember it too well, I'm too close to it right now. The world and its habit of sneaking up on me. The decisions I will have to make soon, and whose consequences I will have to live with. The implications in our conversations, which I like. There is very little agency here, mostly just swimming with the current, hoping to make minor adjustments.

Maybe in this light, I look about four years younger than in this picture, or this mirror. Serious talks that we have had; sometimes I am proud of how serious we are capable of being. This may not be cause for celebration, eventually. Sometimes I can get deep into a subject, and forget what was bothering me. Sometimes, the light comes through, and the realization dawns that there was nothing to worry about all along. It goes dark again, but what if everything was OK, light, no sorrows?

This place is so comfortable. Will I be able to live in discomfort? Couldn't we settle down, be old together. Pen and ink, early retirement, happiness and fulfillment of all these designs and schemes.

The hard part comes next.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Multi-typing-tasking

Shout out to all my ipad people!

Sent from my ipad, easier to type on than i thought, but it seemz like the apple store employees are judging me, as i'm using them for free internet access

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Parentheses

I have literally been busy lately. Not like everyone who always says 'I've been busy', no, I have actually been rather busy. It is an unaccustomed feeling, like scoring a goal, or writing a timely and relevant blog post. I haven't even had time to see what all my mates are up to on Twitter, Facebook, Last.fm, the blogosphere; the whole social media universe! Will the cogs of these virtual worlds continue to grind on without my presence and peripheral insight? Only time can tell!

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Civilized Fog

Some people don't understand the value of silence. It bookends talk. Talk would have no meaning if it were not surrounded by silence. When I see the 'Silence is Golden' screen come up right before the movie starts, I smile from ear to ear and relax a little.

Where is that silence and peace when I need it?

Where are those friends and lovers when I'm afraid of how quiet it is?

I will always quest to have it both ways.