washwords

My mom and I are off for five days four nights at the spa. The weather is beautiful, I can see the ocean from my bed and be in it in less than 20 seconds and I’ve already taken a class that kicked my booty (literally) and am off to a spa treatment. So I’m NOT COMPLAINING but…

Since our arrival at FLL (ft. lauderdale airport), things have been.. well just a step or two off. Don’t get me wrong, everyone’s nice and friendly and we’re having a great time but…

Among our encounters so far:

• the airport taxi driver who angrily said “pompANo, pomPANo, you have number? I take 95! 95! but then Read the rest of this entry »

One of the things I love most about the blogosphere is the strange and wonderful ease with which you can find people and topics of interest, some by design and others by wonderful accident. See my blogroll below, at the bottom of the page, which contains both friends, some of who encouraged me to write (again); and, on the opposite end of the spectrum, the fabulous things I’ve found, some via these friends, some by searching for terms or concepts (poetry!, washington!, pope!) and some by true and beautiful serendipitous accident.

But what happens when these two worlds collide? What if, by complete and seemingly implausible accident, you stumble onto some beautiful writing… but beautiful writing of someone who is not exactly a stranger, but not a friend, exactly either.

I stumbled onto the writing of “C” (not her real name, to protect the very much innocent) this way. C, some Read the rest of this entry »

so today’s commute was interesting. first, a disclaimer, between job 1 (actual job), job 2 (union) and trying to prepare for vacation next week, I’ve been a little…. under-motivated shall we say to… work, shall we say? So on my way in today I literally stopped to smell (and snap photos of ) the flowers, for a “tulips I’ve known Read the rest of this entry »