If, say, Lewis Carroll or Joseph Heller scripted our

Real-life breakfast conversation:

Joel: Are you crazy?

Eliot: Not by accident.

Maddie's, mine, and Eliot's.


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To obey this law because I cannot tolerate your violation of it, while breaking that law because I cannot be bothered with the effort to deny my own inclinations -- this is what makes my otherwise-righteousness filthy. Only grace allows us to live in the humble awareness of our own imperfection while calling others into account for theirs. The ( Read more... )

My favorite presents this year include:

*what are surely the most luxurious socks in the world. They have aloe-vera in them, and smell like vanilla buttercream ( Read more... )

that last night I dreamed of a militant sect of Jehovah's Witness(es?) who commandeered my living room for their prayer meeting, and whose mustachioed leader tried to seduce me during the prayer. I might have been inclined to let him,* but the meeting was interrupted by news of a car crash involving the woman who (in real life, outside of my dream ( Read more... )

When it comes to wanting what’s real, there’s no such thing as greed. Put your elbows on the table ( Read more... )

and masters, do not forget to specify, when time and place shall serve, that on this night, I loved the snow, and was the happier for it.

We're out of coffee, so I'm drinking Earl Grey. It's not bad. It's not terrific, either - I'm not sure if Earl Grey is one of those teas you're supposed to drink with milk, but I really really love it with cream and a little bit of sugar. Alas - also out of cream ( Read more... )

I can confirm that Beautiful Girls is a good, solid 7 1/2.

Two times in a week I've been reminded of this poem by William Carlos Williams.

This Is Just To SayI have eaten ( Read more... )