Chimera Song Mosaic
Friday, October 29, 2004
But at the same time, I have been getting a terrific amount of reading done. And writing some.
So there's a tradeoff, of course. Like right now I have to go grade, which is a survivalist tradeoff.
This is the first time in 30 years that I have not wanted to be anything (else) for Halloween. On the other hand, I could go for a Reese's peanutbutter pumpkin.
I think I will post at least once a month, or perhaps I can manage once a week, a slow dropping, distilled crystal of superfluous information about me, or an idea that does not warrant verse (or do I ever write about ideas anyway? not successfully, no).
Surprised to find about myself that I deal well with routine--my own schedules that I have created for myself: exercise MWF, dinner at 6, workshop on Tuesday, lunch alone, lunch on Fridays with my friends (sometimes)--so maybe I can "pencil" in a blogger date--say, Wednesdays at 6?
I'm very excited about the election, but subbornly refuse to vote early, even if that means panicking on Tuesday, worried the lines will be too long and I won't get to vote.
Still, Shanna's vernal pools have given me something to think/dream about.
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
A month or so ago, Sal De Mer Fin posted a "scene" (I'm not sure what to call a single photo by a photographer) by Turkish artist Nazif Topcuoglu, and I haven't been to get the photos (I looked at all of these, and what pleasure!) out of my mind.
I wanted to ask Lahib about Topcuoglu (she is Turkumani), but I couldn't remember his name. The thing one wants to do but can't because of memory.
But why would you be reading this when you could be reading that? I have nothing to say.