Saturday, September 15, 2012

Last night I dreamed that Mitt Romney was in my writing group.

This election needs to happen, and quickly.

In other news, my writing group is meeting tomorrow, at my house, which means a tart is in the offing, and also ratatouille.

Also, I wrote a draft of a new poem today.

Also, I got my necklace fixed, one with a super fragile chain. "Be careful, please," the jeweler told me after he (a) fixed my necklace and (b) gave me a reduced rate because he has fixed it so often. I did, however, feel slightly chastised. I should just buy a new chain, but I love this one because it is so delicate, which is a synonym for "fragile," which is a synonym for "breaks often." But I will be careful, whatever that may mean. I thought I was being careful.

Tonight we saw Cosmopolis, a David Cronenberg adaptation of Don DeLillo's novel of the same title. I was fascinated by this movie and the novel, but your mileage may vary. I was not sorry I saw it, not in the least.

I am currently reading this about Obama and Clinton. And also this, which is pretty dang interesting.


Tomorrow I will get up and make pie crust. And then I will add more stuff to my poem. In the new and improved version, I hope to use the literal translation of a Japanese song, "Sakura Sakura," that my nephew did for me. Thank you, my nephew!

3 comments:

Renaissance Girl said...

i freaking hate that i can never come. sundays are hard to swing, what with the kids and all. though if mitt were showing up there i would hate it less.

Nik said...

Oh that is a scary dream. May indeed the election happen soon and get off my brain. Also, more stuff to read? I already fell in love with the 9 page Vanity Fair essay by Michael Lewis. I can't imagine what else you have in store for me.

Ann said...

I look forward to the tart report.

BTW I keep trying to post this but I can't read the letters/numbers. Ergo, I am a robot. OBV.

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