Monday, November 25, 2013
1. Sometimes a person may say they are doing a blog post for each day in November, but what they are really doing is a blog post for many of the days in November.
2. The synchronicity thing: My mom and I often reported to each other from my childhood on that we had read and heard a word at the same time. Or wrote and heard. We each do this separately and fairly often. These synchronicities come in clumps for me. Mid-November contained a clump of synchronicities. I used to write the words down in a notebook [with brackets around them] but I have since ceased this practice.
3. Did I ever tell you that I sometimes explain things to Ben Franklin in my head? The other day, I was telling him what sushi was.
4. The Indian buffet I had for lunch was ok/pretty good, but the dessert was especially good. The baby tried some small bites of my samosa and then he got antsy and we had to go look at the statue of Ganesh while Clif finished eating. Then we switched off, and I had some awesome rice pudding and chai. I mean, it was sustaining.
5. "If your toothbrush is giving you vertigo, you may have bigger fish to fry," is what I thought to myself when my new toothbrush gave me vertigo. It has, like, rubber whitening cups that threw me off balance.
6. There's nothing wrong with taking your own life and work seriously and also finding joy in it. Your own life and work can stand on their own four feet in front of a berry bush on an old wooden sign and delight everyone for miles.
7. Someone who used to sell suits for a living may enjoy putting on your coat at the end of the evening and then patting you on the shoulders. This will be cheering, with a touch of pathos.
8. "Life is short. People die. It's not cool." I am trying to know this and just be here. Be grateful.
9. A flock of starlings doing their geometric swooping thing, but very close to the ground and as they are landing in a field near the highway-- it's a wondrous and terrible sight.
10. When I was a child, I thought as a child, and when people drove me around town, I read signs out loud in a sing-songy voice. When I became a (wo)man, I put away childish things. Now I just do it in my head. ("Suburban Veterinary Hospital . . . Ideal Image Store . . . Ideal . . . Image . . . Store.")
11. Wait, there's a snowstorm coming?
12. Welcome to Buffalo.