All done.
I'm exhausted, in all ways, and thus perfunctory. Right after I took this picture, the crane operator waved to me. I waved back. He waved again.
posted by Dr. S at 11:53 PM
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
I'm exhausted, in all ways, and thus perfunctory. Right after I took this picture, the crane operator waved to me. I waved back. He waved again.
About Me
- Name: Dr. S
- Location: Gambier, Ohio, United States
Annie Dillard could have been writing about me when she said (of herself), "I like the slants of light; I'm a collector." Or Willem de Kooning: "I'm like a slipping glimpser." And don't forget Brenda Ueland: "I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten--happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another." But the Beastie Boys might have said it best: "When it comes to panache, I can't be beat." There's a reason I wear a ring that says Badass.
Back
- Now I'm just tired.
- Floral love.
- My chrome is shining just like an icicle.
- Stalks no bigger than your thumb.
- Perhaps a fire hazard.
- There's a story I know.
- The big guns.
- You've got to set yourself on fire.
- To sum up.
- Simultaneity.
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