September 5th, 2005

Why Me? Penguin

for amber waves of grain...

Forgive the mind dump tonight...

Roberts. Chief justice. Rehquist dead. Supreme Court. Checkmate. Stalemate. Whatever.

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Sat in the car Friday night while my husband pumped gas.

We were in one of the poorer predominantly black neighborhoods in Richmond's southside and it was well after 11pm.

I was thinking about the hurricane, the weather, the economy, my job, students in our program, crude oil and an article I read at the dentist's office a few months ago about oil refining.

I was thinking how I needed new clothes, new shoes, new haircolor, new dreams...

I was thinking of liberty and tyranny and how sometimes maybe they are the same.

I was thinking about recycling, which I should be more conscientious about.

I was idly twisting my watch and noting how the leather had made my wrist red and irritated.

I was watching the city lights and smelling the breeze as it wafted across the James.

I was (predjudically) considering locking my door...

All of a sudden I heard Elton John's Candle in the Wind (the original one, not the Princess Dianna version) coming out of nowhere, and it was really loud. My mind snapped back -- away from the students, the haircolor and the price of oil.

I started thinking that this was, quite likely, how one must feel about the apocolypse.

"This is the way the world ends," said T.S. Eliot, "not with a bang but a whimper". (Read the poem here.)


We cleaned our house yesterday and cleaned out the garage this morning. We also put in our new stove, and I am very happy about it.

I updated monstericons in case anyone is interested.


I need to call my grandfather. I have my reasons for not doing it, but I need to.

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PS. Sorry this entry is kind of "all over the place".