Friday, December 30, 2011

Ms. Esther Greenwood




“Do you know what a poem is, Esther?'
‘No, what?' I would say.
‘A piece of dust.'
Then, just as he was smiling and starting to look proud, I would say, 'So are the cadavers you cut up. So are the people you think you're curing. They're dust as dust as dust. I reckon a good poem lasts a whole lot longer than a hundred of those people put together.'


And of course Buddy wouldn't have any answer to that, because what I said was true. People were made of nothing so much as dust, and I couldn't see that doctoring all that dust was a bit better than writing poems people would remember and repeat to themselves when they were unhappy or sick or couldn't sleep.”

-Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Monday, December 26, 2011

"World Spins Madly On" -The Weepies



Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed
I thought of you and where you'd gone
and let the world spin madly on

Everything that I said I'd do
Like make the world brand new
And take the time for you
I just got lost and slept right through the dawn
And the world spins madly on

I let the day go by
I always say goodbye
I watch the stars from my window sill
The whole world is moving and I'm standing still

Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed
The night is here and the day is gone
And the world spins madly on

I thought of you and where you'd gone
And the world spins madly on.

(I chose this song as the title for my 365 blog. I feel that its message is that no matter what happens, good or bad, the world is always spinning and time will still go on, either with or without you.)

Sunday, December 25, 2011

My New 365 Blog!


I am starting a 365-day photo blog in celebration of the New Year. Please follow my new 365 blog as I post a photo each day eventually documenting my whole year! Posts will start January 1st and I will try to post everyday (we’ll see how great that works out…). There is a link in the sidebar, but I will also post it here:


Thanks for reading and Happy New Year to everyone!

Saturday, December 17, 2011

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Tuesday, December 6, 2011

500 Days of Summer

“Lies, we're liars think about it, why do people buy these things? It's not because they wanna say how they feel, people buy cards cause they can't say how they feel or they're afraid too. We provide the service that lets them off the hook. You know what? I say to hell with it. Lets level with America at least let them speak for themselves right I mean look, look. What is this, what does this say? "Congratulations on your new baby." How bout "congratulations on your new baby, guess that's it for hanging out, nice knowing ya." How bout this one? With all the pretty hearts on the front, I think I know where this ones going. Yup, "Happy Valentines Day sweetheart, I love you." Isn't that sweet? Ain't love grand? This is exactly what I'm talking about. What does that even mean, love? Do you know? Do you? Anybody? If somebody gave me this card Mr. Vance, I'd eat it. It's these cards, and the movies and the pop songs, they're to blame for all the lies and the heartache, everything. We're responsible. I'M responsible. I think we do a bad thing here. People should be able to say how they feel, how they really feel, not ya know, some words that some stranger put in their mouth.” 

-Tom Hansen in 500 Days of Summer

Thursday, December 1, 2011

"My Cup Of Hope"- A Poem


I have this cup of hope
That fills itself to the brim
When I see you.
It overflows with the laughter of children,
Leaves rustling under my feet on a crisp fall day and
Miniscule fireflies that flutter with promise in the starry night sky.

I have this cup of hope
That loses its wonder
When I see you with her.
It looks like children crying,
Leaves that are gone because of an icy winter and
The lonely fireflies are left to perish in the jar.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

"Heaven is a Town"- A Poem


Heaven is a town
Where people sit
And talk about the way
Hot chocolate
Feels on an arctic day
Heaven is a town
Where people stop
To pick up
The change someone
Dropped in the grocery store
Heaven is a town with lots of
Flowers in hanging metal baskets
And fall festivals with funnel cake
Heaven is a town
Where things move a little slower
And people act a little nicer
But their children still laugh at
The thought of a summer rainstorm
Heaven is a town
Where porch swings still exist
And kids prowl the streets
Seeking hideaways in tree houses
Heaven is a town
Where your neighbors
Actually know you
And come over on Fridays
To visit and celebrate the weekend
Heaven is a town
Where things stay the same
Every year
Frozen completely in life’s
Bliss.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Photos




Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Me




I'm really lucky.

Monday, October 31, 2011

"I Don''t Trust Myself (With Loving You)"- John Mayer



No I'm not the man I used to be lately
See you met me at an interesting time
If my past is any sign of your future
You should be warned before I let you inside

Hold on to whatever you find baby
Hold on to whatever will get you through
Hold on to whatever you find baby
I don't trust myself with loving you


I will beg my way into your garden
I will break my way out when it rains
Just to get back to the place where I started
So I can want you back all over again

Hold on to whatever you find baby
Hold on to whatever will get you through
Hold on to whatever you find baby
I don't trust myself with loving you

Who do you love?
Girl I see through, through your love
Who do you love me or the thought of me? 
Me or the thought of me?

Hold on to whatever you find baby
Hold on to whatever will get you through
Hold on to whatever you find baby
I don't trust myself with loving you

Hold on to whatever you find baby
Hold on to whatever gets you through through
Hold on to whatever you find baby
I don't trust myself with loving you