10 tid bits on my mind

1. My mom calls my life in Ireland cerebral slapstick. How'd she get so quick and alliterative?

2. Today I laughed out loud in public for the first time in about a month. It was a tee-shirt that did it.

Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator!

3. I was paid money for a published piece. I have just tasted virgin blood and my wig is askew. I won't go back to eating rats, Louis!

4. I watched part of Interview with the Vampire today while I made lunch.

5. I made a pita pizza with mozzarella, basil and tomatoes, but then I wanted to puke when I saw the cooked tomatoes.

6. All I eat are pita pizzas and clementines, or "mandarins," as in, "12 mandarins for 1 Euro, love. I see you looking; come buy me mandarins, love. One Euro. Thank you, love. Good day, love. Come back."

7. Playing fast on the mandolin is very hard.

8. Part of me feels claustrophobic, conflicted and awful when reading Beckett. Why? Because he builds a house with sentences like, "he had expressed the wish to get up and go out into the fresh air, but timidly, as when one asks for the moon,"-- beautiful bricks-- and right next to them he places, "our concern here is not with Moll, who after all is only a female." It's because he hates women worse than death. He says so over and over and then over again.
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9. My sleeping, drunk professor across the way didn't open his blinds last week. Where is he? Where is he!

10. West coast or east coast?

Mom giving me updates from home on Skype

Karen Farris 08/11/2006 07:37
scofie ate a spider yesterday and I thought Lindsay was going to throw up

8 string proof

that money is awesome.

I can't get enough of

Regina Spektor's new video.

Three things outside of my window that I particularly love.

1. This. The clouds. They're low and quick moving and the sky makes me want to drink cold water.















2. Rainbows. I haven't taken a picture yet that does one justice; I have to practice. Ireland often mixes its mist with sunlight, which results in rainbows so bright and low you can taste them. They're loud like Cyndi Lauper. They're almost offensive. When was the last time I saw so many bitchin' rainbows? Probably 1989 in my backyard sprinkler.


3. This guy. Every day he falls asleep in his office. When he's not sleeping he's frenetically talking to students with hands waving and head back in laughter. He drinks from a mug constantly. I like to think he's this bacchanal genius and no one cares that he's drunk because he's so fun.

















Other things I see out my window while reading (who now?) Yeats:

Loose dogs
walkers/runners
drunks
birds
planes
drunks

Recent news.

There exists a street in Dublin where one can buy 12 mandarins for 1 Euro. Also 1 Euro: 10 bananas, 2 avocados, 8 apples, 8 pears. I don't know about vegetable prices because I can't remember the last time I bought and ate a vegetable.

I play Texas Holdem very well, but not quite well enough.

Sean and I went to see M. Ward last night. We hope the M stands for menage because both of us want to marry him. He was playing in a tiny cave. Here is the best shot we got because we didn't want to scare his gentle spirit with a flash.















We went dressed as an old, rich married couple. We planned to drink only gimlets and slow gin fizzes and manhattans (that's what I've got there) but then I changed out of my dress and unclipped my clip-on earrings and Sean took off his button down and tie and we bought a Guinness because my body wanted to put the Manhattan back into its glass after I'd had a sip.






















So then we were just a guy who can sip a Manhattan without vomiting and a girl who can't.

On one bridge looking to another

At night parts of the Liffey glow because there are lights under the bridges.

Sean's Halloween Costume.

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