Friday, November 28, 2008

Wow, I haven't posted in a while. I sorta just forget. I'm lying on the couch right now, grey fleece blanket keeping me warm (I'm going to try not to turn the heat up much more than the 63 it's set to right now...cheaper gas bills and all). Matt's in the bedroom, fiddling around on his bass. I really ought to be cleaning the kitchen right now, but the couch is so much more comfortable!

Today was the first Black Friday that I've actually ventured out to do some shopping. I've just been afraid of the crowds before and thought this year might not be so bad. Well, we went to Michael's first, because I needed more drawing paper. Then to Old Navy (on a whim) where we both got a new pair of jeans! I mean, they were 50% off! Went to McKays last. He got some chess books, I got the Frugal Gourmet Cooks Italian, or something very close to that. It looked too good to pass up. ...Oh yes, then grocery shopping.

I need to make some coffee. I'm feeling extremely groggy.... Maybe I'll do that as I'm cleaning the kitchen up.

Friday, November 7, 2008


Check out this map. It shows an increase in voter turnout and who those voters voted for. (You can see Davidson County -- it's that blue speck in the sea of red.) Click on the map to see the key.

Also, I don't have a new blog. I just haven't posted in a while. I'll probably write again later in the day....


What's in My Journal (by William Stafford)

Odd things, like a button drawer. Mean
things, fishhooks, barbs in your hand.
But marbles too. A genius for being agreeable.
Junkyard crucifixes, voluptuous
discards. Space for knickknacks, and for
Alaska. Evidence to hang me, or to beautify.
Clues that lead nowhere, that never connected
anyway. Deliberate obfuscation, the kind
that takes genius. Chasms in character.
Loud omissions. Mornings that yawn above
a new grave. Pages you know exist
but you can't f ind them. Somebody's terribly
inevitable life story, maybe mine.