This is my favorite poem.


Siren Song

This is the one song everyone would like to learn
the song that is irresistible
the song that forces men
to leap overboard in squadrons
even though they see beached skulls

the song nobody knows
because anyone who had heard it
is dead, and the others can’t remember.

Shall I tell you the secret
and if I do, will you get me
out of this bird suit?
I don’t enjoy it here
squatting on this island
looking picturesque and mythical
with these two feathery maniacs,

I don’t enjoy singing
this trio, fatal and valuable.
I will tell the secret to you,
to you, only to you.

Come closer.
This song is a cry for help
Help me!
Only you, only you can,
you are unique at last.
Alas it is a boring song
but it works every time.

Margaret Atwood

why, oh why did she swallow that fly?

Every morning when I drive to work and listen to "Baby, it's cold outside," my heart is filled with amazing Christmas cheer. And though I don't still believe in Santa Clause, I do still yearn to be his wife.

Doesn't she look amazing?! So cheery and happy. The hair...well, not so much. But, I am willing to sacrifice. Santa baby. Oh, Santa baby.

quotes i've found worthwhile lately

"A meal without wine is called breakfast."

"Why waste a second not loving who you are?"

"The road to hell is paved with good intentions."

"It's not your salary that makes you rich. It's your spending habits." (this one reminds me of my dad, that is why i like it...it's not revolutionary but very true nonetheless...and of course, "rich" is being defined in terms of money and that is up for interpretation....jury is still out on that one)

"Dreaming of one person for hours straight can, and will, lead to delusions."

Though these are not my words, I find something about them true to who I am and what makes me up...who knows?

a case of the tuesdays

The coolest thing I learned about this month was a challenge posed to Ernest Hemmingway to write his biography in just six words.

His went something like this: "For sale: baby shoes, never worn..."

I came across a lot of fantastic ones from people both famous and not-so-famous. My favorites were:
"Catholic school backfired. Sin is in!"
"Longed for him. Got him. Shit."
"Will this do (lazy writer asked)?"
"Finally, he had no more words."
"Steve ignores editor's word limit and"
"Dorothy: 'Fuck it. I'll stay here.'"

and as my good friend used to say, the "story of my life" is:

Doing nothing is too a hobby!

full of pretenders

When I sit here feeling the most amazing feeling in the world, encompassed with breeze and full of love, there is no doubt that I made the right decision. But when Monday comes, is my world going to seem endless again?
Boiling over with questions of the future and affordability deepening itself. If I chase after a dream that I can't control then what is the use of optimism? The right we have to express who we are through the written and verbal word is one that not all others have. Just because I want to make money with that right doesn't mean I am not a true believer in a day's hard work. I want to express myself for you. And for me.
All I need is one more phone call from anyone willing to believe in my computer. And to believe in the person sitting in front of it. Then I promise I will dedicate myself to you. No matter the circumstance. As long as I can write and stay true to myself, I will be happy forever.

"A statement followed by a question separated by a colon: An effective journalistic technique?"

A few things on my mind right now:
giving peace a chance, anti-obama campaigns, the year 1984, apples with worms in them and the movie Children of Men. In case you wanted to know.

thanks GiggleSugar!

This is the funniest thing I have seen in quite some time! Love it! My childhood just flashes before my eyes...in German.


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