Just wanted to muse about how old I am feeling.
Ate dinner with some family friends and a couple of friends of my parents who have kids so they sit at the dinner table with me at the "kids" table, if you can call a bunch of 20-something yos kids (and that's a run-on description, but whatever).
Youngest was a college sophomore, in which he asked all of us already-graduated "kids" college questions. Y'know, best classes to take, what did you learn the most, how fellowship impacted you, how many people do you still keep in touch with, etc...
Immediately felt old.
That is all.
And if I don't post again anytime soon, Merry Christmas.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Poetry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bluebird/
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
Charles Bukowski
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Really Freaking Fascinating
Have to share a really freaking fascinating article here.
I'm sure you've heard of the poor who live under $1 a day. But what the heck does that actually mean?
This article covers all that and more. Yes, it's a little dry and long and it has more numbers and stats and data than buzzfeed or huffington's post. But holy moly, it really makes things more clear.
It talks about entertainment, choices, calories per dollar distribution, family size, business ventures, and more. Much much more.
http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC2638067/
I'm sure you've heard of the poor who live under $1 a day. But what the heck does that actually mean?
This article covers all that and more. Yes, it's a little dry and long and it has more numbers and stats and data than buzzfeed or huffington's post. But holy moly, it really makes things more clear.
It talks about entertainment, choices, calories per dollar distribution, family size, business ventures, and more. Much much more.
http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC2638067/
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