Once upon a time, this blog was going to be all about my pet bird, when I got one. But I never did get that bird. So, now this blog is about the beautiful, curious things that keep me in a near-constant state of happy distraction. Ironically, many people find these writings when they wonder what "peristerophobia" means. It's a fear of pigeons. I've made a bird blog after all.
posted by Dr. S at 11:35 PM
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.
4 Comments:
yes yes - i want to be a high output power blower too!
You're not a little wonder.
You are Wonder Woman!! :)
Pssst...
And you'll meet our little wonder in two days. Huzzah!!!
And we can't wait to see you Auntie S.
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Indeed! Hooray!
All I have to do between now and then is finish and turn in a seminar paper, teach a class, start grading some papers, and wash all of my dishes (since they are pretty much all dirty). Sigh.
I'm looking forward to away time.
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