So, I have an online only friend I met years and years ago, back in my CompuServe days. I see her only on Facebook though. She the other day posts “are CBC guests given more money when they start a sentence with SO”? SO, yes, he did show up, finally. After I’d left a somewhat snarly voicemail, he called, all out of breath, and showed … Continue reading Page Two. Well, well. I still HATE this part.
Beginnings are difficult. The waiting, the wondering, the hoping, the feeling of going through your day with a lump in your throat. Did I say something wrong? Was I too me? Was I enough me? It was easier with Tim, we met, we talked, we shared, and we spent each day afterwards together. Boom, bang. Simple. No pretense, no preamble, no waiting, no wondering, just … Continue reading Page One, Paragraph One. I Hate This Part.
Lining the shelves, like you’ve caught a glimpse of the characters backstage. The menagerie presents many an unnatural intermingling of childhood characters. They are silly, and I snapped away a whole delightful hour, capturing vignette, after vignette. He is intriguing you know Mom, this crossroads man. Always, Paula Continue reading The Dance of the Cartoons
…is the touch of history. Glass slide plates- private collection, circa early 1900’s. see more EPHEMERAL Continue reading Ephemeral
Ok Mom, I confess, I had to say goodbye. The last time we said it, er, typed it, it was angry. This time, I suppose I wanted this final one, well, to be a finale. Take a graceful bow to the audience, and take my leave, stage left. So I texted him “I still think of you”. When I got home after work that day, … Continue reading I Wanna Be Loved Like…
Ok, in the interest of me loosening up a bit and not being so cerebral, I last night forced myself to watch 3 programs in a row on SEX. THREE, in a row. I was engaged, one could say, or at the least distracted. The first one, of course, was about this long scroll found in Egypt from the 17th or 18th Dynasty. It’s probably … Continue reading Pols O’lightenup
I am in love. The merits of this new love have grown on me over the year since I acquired it. This thing has gone back and forth to work with me everyday. Its wonderful. Freedom. And I discovered recently that the sleeper cover actually bends in order to make it feel as though you’re holding some big tome in hand. The weight is enough … Continue reading Love in a tangled time
Em, you know, I’ve discovered that making coffee in a French Press is too divine not to have every morning. In all the time it takes to wrestle one goddamn cup out of that rotten Keurig, I could have 3 or 4 full-bodied cups o’java that taste almost like butterscotch. I can’t afford the stupid pucks for that Keurig thing, so am reduced to the … Continue reading Gathering The Courage To Speak Up
I was earlier sifting through the overnight Facebook feed, and low and behold I came upon this excerpt -‘My Dinner With Andre” – reminded me of why that movie remains on my Top Five Favourites. Even though I’ve only ever seen it once, it imprinted something on my psyche and I’ve always meant to go back to it again, revisit this fabulous cinemagraphic conversation over … Continue reading When He Was Five
Hey, thinking about that last conversation we had up at the Old Vic today. You know, the night before you lost your voice. I think of it every single time I walk by that damn place. I look up at that area of the hospital, and I imagine in my minds eye that night before you lost your voice. Just you and I. Before you … Continue reading Or, maybe its just signs of spring in the air.
Fresh blooms of spring and the air sweet with earthy smells. Continue reading I Long For Thee
Had to share, cause this little car is just so intuitive and yet so simple; and eco-friendly to boot. AND it is going to change the lives of so many people. What I find breathtaking Mom, is the fact that the eco-friendly part is, actually, the core element that fueled its very existence. Electric cars allow for the removal of all the bits that in … Continue reading Did You Know We Were Simple?
Me again. So, the sun has finally managed to poke its way through the wall of fog that hemmed us in all morning. And, appropriately the Weekly Photo Challenge subject is WALL. So here are some walls Mom I think you’d enjoy. You’ll recognize a couple of them I would imagine…specifically THE REID’s CRYSTAL HALL wall. I’ve actually finally traced some of those ancestors back … Continue reading Without Walls