And the band played on As the helicopters whirred Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn My senses finally blurred
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for November, 2004
Brrr! I was going to take a shower before going to bed but it’s so chilly that I think I’m just going to go straight to bed and take a shower in the morning. Yes. That sounds like a good plan. Any plan that involves warm cuddly things sooner rather than later is a good [...]
Huzzah! My purple notebook has returned! It was being sneaky and hiding in Roy’s car, which he apparently doesn’t clean very often. It’s amazing how much better I feel just for having my notebook back. It’s just the right size to fit in my pocket, so I can take it with me everywhere and whenever [...]
Q: What happens when Aurora runs off to her boyfriend’s family for Thanksgiving and takes all of the pie pans with her, and all we can find in the stores on Thanksgiving morning are square cake pans? A: Pie are square.
In a few short hours I will be in West Virginia, where I am spending the Thanksgiving holiday with the Cassells, so I will be away from my blog for a few days. Happy Thanksgiving all!
What do you do when you think you’re in love with someone, and they seem to be acting like they feel the same way, and so you tell them that, and they say, oh, I’m sorry, that’s too bad, that’s not what I meant, and so you swallow your pride because you’re a big girl [...]
Don’t think of good advice for me. I’ve tasted the worst that can happen. So they lock me somewhere, bound and gagged, they can’t tie up this new love I have. -Rumi Out of doubt, out of dark to the day’s rising I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing. To hope’s end I rode [...]
I wish I didn’t have to work today. All the seniors (read: Aurora and Kabe and Morochnick, who are no longer technically seniors but calling them seniors still means that I don’t have to call myself one) are back in town and I’d love to hang out with them, but I have to work at [...]
Sigh. I am old and a coward.
I’m never sure how much to baby someone when I’m trying to help them play the violin. I think the problem extends to trying to teach someone something in general, but fiddling is really the only area where I encounter the phenomenon. I’m not technically a teacher, but I suppose I have some expertise by [...]