Greetings from the scenic JFK Comfort Inn!

The travel was filled with minor incidents of annoyance, ending with seeing rather more of Jamaica, Queens, than strictly necessary. However. It's the Season of Thankfulness. I am duly grateful for us all arriving intact in a room with beds.


No earrings today.

Bedtime reading: Logorrhea, John Klima, ed.

It was foggy this morning

On my way to the bus stop this morning I heard yelling. Crossing the street, I saw that a guy was yelling at a little old lady with a cane. (I see her with her husband(?) at that stop pretty often. I don't think they speak any English.) She was trying to pretend the yelly guy wasn't there, her husband was trying to shoo him off, and the guy kept yelling that she was in his way, he was trying to get somewhere, don't get in his way. Then he knocked her down.

He just pushed her over and walked away.

I didn't know what to do. What I did was go over to her and ask if she was ok, which didn't help much. I stayed with her while her husband tried to round up some help from the dry cleaner's shop, but they were too late to do anything besides commiserate. I helped her husband get her back on her feet, and one of the guys from the dry cleaner walked them home.

The bus came, and I went off to see the Dancing Square.

It's an adorable house. Hardwood floors through most of it, and lots of cute period detail. I like the fireplace even better now that I've seen it. (I'm the only one.) I have never seen so many kluges in 3-d format. SO many moving parts - a swing-out spice rack, freestanding shelves in every cabinet, drawers bolted to the bottom of all the flat surfaces... I suspect they were trying to echo the swinging cauldron in the fireplace and the flappy mirror wings in the bathroom. (As with the fireplace, the only one who loves the flappy mirror wings is me.)

Carpets were cast aside. Rooms were redesigned. Color schemes were chosen. Lunch was had. Then we all went home to pack.



A little old lady. With a cane, fercrissake.


Today's earrings: frogs, coins

Bedtime reading: Through Elegant Eyes, R.A. Lafferty

In which I prevail upon the kindness of familiars

Got most of the way through today's work. Got most of today's errands done. Completely forgot to print out a copy of the hotel reservation. Can someone print out a copy of the hotel reservation?

And we must schedule a dramatic reading of that popular epic, Katy and the Big Snow. Sunday, yes? I've got the text; can someone bring the props?

Kisses!


Today's earrings: scarabs

Bedtime reading: The Atlantic, December 2007

A little at sea

After a long and completely unproductive day at work, I went to Stacey's. [New Atlantic time.] I found myself in the basement, holding a bunch of books about trucks and staring at a copy of Katy and the Big Snow by Virginia Lee Burton. I remember staring at that title before. But I can't remember whether I actually bought a copy. So I bought the one in front of me. If they've already got it, I'll keep this copy to enjoy, and as a reminder not to buy it again. Everyone needs the story of the heroic and versatile Katy, right?

In less addle-pated news, I get to take the world-famous guided tour of the fabulous Dancing Square on Sunday! Woo-Hoo!


Today's earrings: compasses

Bedtime Reading: The Atlantic, December 2007

I hear rumors that someone has housekeys.

what you get when you google "cricket lemming": http://www.lemmingscc.co.uk/Home.html

Someone should give me a tour of the Dancing Square, like, this weekend. A girl has needs.


Today's earrings: turtles, other turtles

Bedtime reading: The Open House, Michael Innes

Been feeling out of sorts lately

so I went looking for an external cause. Maybe Mercury in retrograde? No such luck. Uranus is in retrograde, but Uranus spends half of every year in retrograde.

Mars goes retrograde on the 15th. Beware of indigestion, y'all. And "political leaders should also avoid becoming unduly concerned with homeland security and avoid imposing needless restrictions." Who says astrology isn't relevant to everyday concerns?
http://www.astrologycom.com/marsret.html


Today's earrings: hands, liberty dimes

Bedtime reading: Through Elegant Eyes, R.A. Lafferty

Monday.

I'm against it.

But I am in favor of Thanksgiving:



Today's earrings: flowers, brown swirly dots

Bedtime reading: Cinnamon Skin, John D. MacDonald