In recent online wanderings, I somehow stumbled across the image I’ve included here, in which I found myself staring at a sniper named Arrow. It’s just stunning.
Some Saturday mornings are more interesting than others. I sat at the kitchen table this morning enjoying a fresh cup of coffee. Yes, I am addicted to coffee. I have coffee scented candles. I adore coffee flavored sweets. Let it suffice to say that I enjoy my morning coffee.
It wasn’t a bad dream. Not as my dreams go, anyway. Nobody got hurt. At no point was anything burning. The closest thing to a conflict was when some music was playing from some vehicle and kept re-starting, like they’d stop a song and it’d automatically skip to the next.
Got a package in the mail today from my Auntie Victoria in Florida. Things have been a little off here. She wanted to send up a few boxes of her favorite green tea for me to try. A “cheer up” gift. I was curious about the tea, but what really made my day was the t-shirt she sent along with it.
It was probably the moment when I found her standing behind me, watching over my shoulder, that I realized things had gone sideways. Tam put her hand on my should and squeezed ever so softly. “You need to talk to someone,” she told me. I conceded for the first time that she might be right. Sometimes things break.
Much to my shame, I do actually know a little bit about the evils of eBay, so I don’t even have plausible deniability anymore. I’m just not sure why so many people are so late getting to the game. That probably annoys me more than anything.
I met a nun downtown. Normally that wouldn’t be worth writing about, but this one left me wondering about a few things. First off, she was beautiful. Breath-taking, really. I’m still not entirely certain she wasn’t just some role-player in a nun outfit (this is Asheville), but she seemed sincere.
I heard a woman talking today about a mythical time (I assume sometime prior to the 1960′s) when, apparently, there was no such thing as lesbians and gays, much less transgendered. You know. Back in the days when men were men, women knew their place, and everyone was a Christian.
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