silence

the city

This is my response to the photo friday challenge of "the city." I realize that it would be more appropriate for "the town," or "this particular town," but here it is in all its touched-up splendor. Around the corner the birds were perched tail out, waiting for the townspeople to try and pass unscathed. The one here was showing a little mercy, or maybe just playing sentry.

web master

Here's the latest addition to my collection.

real life

I went out the other day looking for pictures of real life, and I really couldn't find anything that was all that real, except for maybe reality. I mean, really. I decided that sometimes real life means having to cheat a little. So here it is, real life as I imagine it.

my middle name

Someone has asked me to use the letters of my middle name to list facts about myself. To which I replied, "damn it." But having given it a little more thought, it follows forthwith. In the photo, by the way, Hypocrisy and Vanity refer to my dogs' middle names.

Morning. There is a quote from Thoreau - "morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn within me" - which I wish to amend with "following a period to include at least one entire cup of coffee and a whole host of bodily functions."

Acrostics. This listing with the letters of a word is acrostics. I once wrote a very bad seminar paper in acrostics, and had the good fortune (or was it knowledge) to take a professor who didn't read these papers.

Tull. I've recently been getting back in touch with my progressive/folk rock roots thanks in part to youtube.

Tonsils. Still got 'em.

Haberdasher. I've often thought that if I ever opened a retail business, it should trade in something I can use.

Epicurean. The more I've read about Epicurus the more I think I must be one too. Plus, I've had some coffee called the "epicurean blend" - see "morning" above.

Wiggly. I keep getting distracted by this dog under my feet. Shame on you Wiggly Vanity!

I believe I've covered it, but I'm sure someone will let me know if I've skipped a letter.

voyeurs

It's not paranoia if you're actually being watched. I discovered a couple of spies recently, and though they live on opposite sides of the house I was tempted to introduce them to each other. But I've left them alone thinking they can't possibly be very interested in me.

comfort

Comfort is what's on the inside. The cup, that is. Still, it's nice to have a good vessel, and I like this one. The maker of the cup also has a website.

It's good I got such a large mug, because I tend to be a "glass 20 percent empty" kind of person.