* Grab the nearest book.
* Open the book to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post the text of the next seven sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
* Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.

"I will."  I walk out the door.  In the brisk night air I realize I'm breathing ( Read more... )

I like this one. And you're right jactitation I don't have any of the books on your list on my shelf!

List 10 books you have on your bookshelf that you think nobody else on your friends list has on theirs.

1. Hershel and the Hanukkah Goblins, Kimmel
2. Installation Art, de Oliveira, Oxley and Petry
3. I'm in Charge of Celebrations, Parnall
4. At a Journal Workshop ( Read more... )

Shootings close to home.  The night before last, this morning at 9 am.  It seems to be going around anarqueso . It's teh suck.

Volunteering at my son's school, which makes me feel like a Type A on steroids.  Writer's workshop.  A very specific method, which has been adopted by the whole district.  I like it, but it's quite intimidating to try to be the right ( Read more... )

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We work on quarterly objectives at my job. There's a phrase for it, Management By Objectives. We call it something else and we run it hard and true.  This means that the end of every quarter pretty much sucks as everyone scrambles to make their many goals (whether things have changed during the quarter or not, whether we have the ability or ( Read more... )

Lice ( Read more... )

Thank you to all those with tuxedo ideas and leads.  Yes, Lin, I think it's a size six, but it's always a little hard to tell, what with growing and all.  But usually the stuff that matches his age is too big.  I need to call Selix tomorrow and see what they say ( Read more... )

Our bestest hippie mom friend, the one who is mellow and interesting and funny and self-aware, baked a cornmeal birthday cake for her son tonight when she discovered, a little too late, that she was out of flour.  It was good in a "reflecting back on the kind of food I could have easily eaten when I was a child" kind of a way.  Or maybe in a " ( Read more... )

I'm listening to my son squeak a pretend hypodermic needle (and not telling him to stop even though it's totally annoying, points for me?) from his sister's doctor kit, and my daughter shake a bell toy while sitting in the car seat which is "her chair" in the living room.  She's moved it against the couch and has a baby doll on her lap.  Now she's ( Read more... )

I was going to go out to a late movie tonight, but sometimes Saturday nights give me the creeps, and this is just such a Saturday.  I don't know, though, whether it is my intuition, or fear - and that is often the crux of my problem.  Well, problem maybe not so much, I've learned to deal with it - but you know what I mean ( Read more... )