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Synergy
I recently watched the Buffy episode where she runs around singing the Village People song “Macho Man.” And then today I saw this homeless guy standing on his head on the corner and he was singing “Macho Man.” I love these days where everything comes together so beautifully.
And I said “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s?” She said “I think that I remember the film.”
Actually, Michele said “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s?” We all concurred, kinda remembering the film, and so that is what Finer Things read this month. Photo lovers, knock yourselves out.
Visiting Warwick Castle
To get to the parking lot from Warwick Castle, you walk a quiet footpath enclosed in green and the occasional peacock. Walking this path, we were following two little English boys of about seven years old. They walked close together, obviously with the sense that they were the only people in the world. “I don’t … Continue reading
Christmas in Oxfordshire
Gene: One of my friends really likes this wine. Me: Whom? [blinks] Wait, I can’t say ‘whom’ there. Graham: No, certainly not. ‘Whom’ is the accusative case. Me: But that’s how one ought to address one’s boyfriend. In the accusative. Example: WHOM YOU BEEN JEEPIN’ WITH, BOYFRIEND? The grammar queen. Aw yeah.
The best Christmas present in the history of best things
The cough is on the mend and my mind can turn to different, less germy ideas. Though we had agreed not to get one another Christmas presents this year, Gene and I both cheated. Using one of Hope’s connections, he got me tickets to the Royal Shakespeare Company’s production of Hamlet, starring Patrick Stewart as … Continue reading
Wheezy Joe
Three weeks in Europe and not a blog entry to show for it. And you’re not getting one now. It was wonderful. Don’t mistake me. But I caught a cold abroad, and that’s pretty much what I’m thinking about these days. Because the cold soon passed into a dry cough, which then passed into a … Continue reading
Out the Milk
Leaving for the airport soon. It will be a 10.5 hour flight, nonstop, which is actually great because I am way behind on my annual goal of playing one hundred consecutive games of solitaire while listening to Rihanna and The Muppets. (Different artists, not a weird new cover band. Though I would pay good money … Continue reading
Yi cin reads
People like to ask how my writing is going. It’s polite and supportive, a nod to my chosen profession rather than an embrace of the totally valid other opinion (that I am a dilettante with no chosen profession who can’t get it together). Still, it’s a hard question for me to answer. I think it’s … Continue reading
What to do when you lose your passport before a trip
Eight days before we were scheduled to fly to Europe, I realized my passport was missing. Three days before we fly out, I have a new passport in hand. How did this miracle occur? For those in a similar position, or for the merely curious, I’m posting my experience. WHAT TO DO IF YOU -LOSE … Continue reading
Rumi at the Palace
Last night Katy and I went to hear Coleman Barks read some of his Rumi translations at the Palace of Fine Arts. I acquired one of Barks’ Rumi books the last time I was in Europe and it stabbed me in the heart a few times, as books occasionally do. Rumi was a thirteenth century … Continue reading