I Could Do That
I have a cheap, magnet-backed mirror in my office, affixed to the hanging credenza situated behind my desk. Below it are arranged the following tiles:
| look here |
| see behind the glass |
| seek a beauty that lies beneath |
| that which the blind eye sees |
Take a box of jigsaw puzzle pieces. Sort through the box, find the most interesting pieces of puzzle, and throw them away. Now try to make something out of the remaining pieces.
That’s magnetic poetry. It falls somewhere between art and mindless time-waster. Pieces I considered crucial (mirror, face, will, within, flesh, under, refuses) were all missing. Working with the pieces I had, I arrived at something not quite what I intended, that works on its own level. It’s as though I’ve written something by somebody else. First it assembles itself, and only then you look for meaning in it.
That’s why it mirrors life so well. The meaning of events only comes after they’ve been experienced. It’s a half-assed way of going about things, but I don’t have any suggestions for improving the system at the moment.
The Socialist takes Warrior Princess to the cat veterinarian today. He plays the tough guy, but underneath it all he’s a sucker for that cat. While WP has a feline vocabulary that makes grown men blanch, she tends to be all talk and no teeth. With luck, WP will not make an exception to that rule during today’s exam. She’s seeing a classmate of mine, and I’d hate to have to explain why I recommended this friend to the owner of a cat with a taste for vets.
It’s supposed to rain this weekend. It wasn’t supposed to rain this weekend, but then the weather forecasters changed their minds. Presumably one of them found something awry in one of the chicken entrails they examined.
Damn, but I went into the wrong business. I should have been a weather forecaster. You get paid well, you get to be on television (or radio, less glamorous, but still mass media), and they pay you to make really bad jokes and be wrong.
I could do that.
Ohh, Sal, Sal, Sal. I even left a link to some information/movies Heath Ledger has been in. :oP
He’s the delicious, dashing hero in A Knight’s Tale (Evil girl in this movie…I could beat her and make it look like an accident), and the young, enticing hero in The Four Feathers (I envy you, Kate Hudson…). He also played a very adorable older brother (his younger brother in that movie wasn’t too bad, either) in The Patriot, with Mel Gibson.
*grins*
He’s the only celebrity crush I have/have had for a while now. He’s all you need in a celeb crush. ;o) He’s probably my Hugh Jackman if I were Allimom.
okay. when the heck did the weekend weather forecast change??? geez. it was supposed to be perfect as of yesterday.
The weather people must have found a gall stone in the chicken entrails.
Thus they had one available to change their forcast!
Simple!
Bwwwaaaahhhaaahhh !
I know for sure I could make wittier reparte with the news anchors than the local guy here.