“Yes you are.” “I am not!” “You is be.” “I ain’t is be nothin’!” (The best part about this is it was between two very intelligent individuals. Bad grammar just for kicks, anyone?)
March 22, 2008
I didn’t used to cry during movies. It took a lot for me to even near that point, and only one or two movies had claimed the title of pushing me over that point. But all that’s changed now. I’ve allowed the characters to start reaching through the screen and touching the deepest chords of […]
March 22, 2008
I was in the middle of a movie when someone called and asked if I could send an email for them while they were out of town. I said yes, then had to go digging through my email to find the correct email address. Amidst all the digging, I came across an email from 2005. […]
March 18, 2008
Hard to believe, I know. As you’ve probably read from me in the past, Sunday mornings are absolutely beautiful for me. Something this year has completely changed Sunday from being just one more day I get up early to a day of the week that is restful, peaceful, insightful, and a day that offers intense […]
March 13, 2008
I am so excited about life right now. 1. On Saturday morning I had breakfast with two of my best friends that I haven’t seen in ages. It’s been at least six monhts since I had seen either of them due to the way our lives have split and headed in such different directions. We […]
March 8, 2008
I haven’t posted much lately. It’s due to the fact that by the time I get around to having time to post I’m exhausted. That, and I can’t stand just posting to post. It irritates the creative purist in me. I do know that two days ago I stepped out of my car and heard […]
March 4, 2008
We’re sitting on a two-lane road in a huge line of traffic. Some jerkbrain decides to move into the left-hand lane and drive in the opposing traffic’s lane to cut in front of everyone. I honked. Hae: Honk! Me: I did! Hae: Honk… Louder then! Me: No, I don’t want to honk at this nice […]
March 2, 2008
There’s a slam poetry coming to town this month. I mentioned this to my mother two days ago when we met for lunch. She said, “What’s slam poetry?” It goes without saying tht I had a very difficult time explaining it. These two pieces by Vanessa German are the best examples I have heard in […]
March 26, 2008
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