Out of the many poems that I could’ve posted for Memorial Day, this would not leave my head: I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise; Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a […]
This one is meant to be more of a discussion. I fear I raise more questions than insights here. The Search Alright, so love is clearly not something that I can codify; it’s too human, too subjective. And that’s great! We’re all post-modernists here; we’re comfortable with the undefined. (What […]
– Sun– bird flies into the window; reading; church; flirt with 1 year old; read outside; baseball with Matthew; rope swing; dinner; kids to bed; blagging & photos with Kelly and Chris; laundry; pack; grab a couple hours of sleep– Mon– get up wicked early; more Lewis Black; shuttle to […]
So, even though Carrie beat me to the punch, I’d like to share my distressingly-extensive knowledge of YouTube with my loved ones. It gets better. Wait for it. Waaaaaait for iiiiiit… 🙂 Told ya! I have trouble deciding whether this kind of thinking heralds the end of Western civilization or […]
The lights turn off. The stage is dark. The spotlight shines on Ozzy and Tony. The crowd goes nuts. OK… so that’s not how the movie started out. But you can imagine what it would be like if it did, eh? It’s alright, though; even that opening couldn’t have made […]
I have to start this one out with a little interchange between Kelly and Elisabeth that I overheard this morning while we were all getting ready for church: [Kelly is trying to teach Elisabeth about sharing]Kelly “That’s not only yours, Elisabeth; it belongs to everyone.”Liz “No, it’s mine.”Kelly “It’s not […]
This morning I foolishly checked my email after I awoke and forgot most of the epic dream that I’d just had. Here’s what I remember: John Krasinski and me, a Ben Folds concert, a prophecy, a conspiracy, a play rehearsal, planted evidence, several explosions, a tough-but-attractive female detective, stalking charges, […]
It’s good to see a movie that is geared for a Western audience be unembarrassed about being Eastern. Forbidden Kingdom was, as I said to Chris, a savory combination of The Neverending Story and Ramayana (with, of course, kung fu thrown in there somewhere). Jackie Chan continues to stretch himself, […]
So I’ve discovered that, when I get enough sleep, I can remember my dreams. I have also found out that my dreams are the stuff of Carrollian acid trips. Last night’s frolic in Kazama-Pajama Land was no exception; it lasted for-eh-vur and was six kinds of awkward. I dreamed that, […]
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