"I feel like a million bucks"

We're back home after a week plus in Maui. In many ways, it wasn't nearly long enough, but what we did have of it was great. Sea, sun, sand, warm waves, whales, volcanoes and a sweet, 28 mile bike ride down one, amazing sunsets and midnight rain on the palms outside. Birds that make exotic noises. Flowers as big as my face and in hues that defy belief.

Tomorrow's going to be a rude adjustment, I know, but on the red eye home last night at 36,000 feet, I saw stars, clusters and distant galaxies in the night sky as I never have before with the naked eye. Meteors shot across the scape of sky in my window so delicate and needle-like that it's hard for me to believe they would have been discernible on the ground. [Which, of course, is patently untrue, but things are a little different at 36,000' 2:30 in the morning. Cut an underslept girl some slack.]

It was enthralling.

Then the thinnest crescent of a moon rose above the cloud bank, at times to be obscured by the high, roiling bubbles of cumulonimbus clouds in the distance; backlighting and seeming to illuminate them from inside in such a way that was at once completely logical and utterly captivating. So much so that I didn't even want that part to come to an end.

It made me feel not a little recalcitrant in my attachment to an admittedly hedonistic existence of simply existing, but it also felt almost transcendent as strains of Lemon Jelly's "Space Walk" filled my mind and a relaxed ease still filled my limbs. Celestial wonder giving material form to pure, organic joy. If I had to leave such a beautiful and calming island of warmth and relaxation, what better escorts could I have asked for than this perfect sliver of moon and this sky of vast improbable possibilities as the Maestro snored softly at my shoulder?

"Beautiful...just beautiful."

Best six words I've read in a long time:

Be clear, be generous, be kind.

-Seth Godwin

And then I laughed some more

Sales Guy VS Web Dude.

Oh, how I laughed and laughed

Seriously [no pun intended], this is the funniest thing I've seen in ages.

I know it makes me a bad person, but, perversely, that just makes me laugh harder.

Engaged!

How's that for breaking a posting dryspell?

Faith and Occam's razor

Confusion the waitress has returned.


confusion the waitress
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the ground

she said,
 "you can do anything you want"
 "you can be with anyone"
 "you can go anywhere you want"
she said

she said,
 "you can say anything you need"
 "you can be anywhere you feel"
 "just pick up the phone"

we are lightning boys
mop floor
lager makes us
confusion
the waitress

she said,
 "don't go dark on me again"
she said

she said,
 "the silence and the silence i see you my confidence"
she said

wait a minute

she said,
 "loophole how are you"
 "mmm once again a superstar"
 "he loves you but can you name me his children"
 "mmm the god you lost again"
 "the color of your boyfriend"
 "get out of bed answer the phone"

she said,
 "in the belly of st. pauls again"
 "got you a rubber man"
 "i'm smiling with the sun"
 "two years is a small price"
 "loophole how are you"
 "once again a superstar"
 "look at the size of it"
she said

she said,
 "you can do anything you want"
 "you can be with anyone"
 "you can go anywhere you want"
she said

she said,
 "you can say anything you need"
 "you can be anywhere you feel"
 "just pick up the phone"

the ground...
look at the house whose noose step one
my urge deep...

-Underworld

One week and counting

Tis a Fearful Thing

It is a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.

A fearful thing
to love, hope, dream:

to be--

to be,
And! to lose.

A thing for fools, this,

and
a holy thing,

a holy thing
to love.

For your life has lived in me,
your laugh once lifted me,
your word was gift to me.

To remember this brings painful joy.

'Tis a human thing, love,
a holy thing,
to love
what death has touched.

- Chaim Stern

I suppose it goes without saying that it was not a good birthday.