Wednesday, May 06, 2009


Today I confessed that seeing my glasses folded upon a book on my nightstand makes me feel accomplished and intellectual.

Today I confessed that seeing my dipping pens in a paper cloth covered in ink with a bottle of India ink nearby makes me feel artistic.

Today I didn’t confess so much as I really wondered why I forgot that Mariel Hemingway was completely naked in PERSONAL BEST and no matter how hard you stare into her eyes you won’t see the slightest whiff of Ernest Hemingway, especially when she is naked or pole vaulting.

I have nothing more to confess today.

I have one more thing to confess: I feel nervous when the dishwasher downstairs sounds like somebody breaking into the house.

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