Death

Vienna

How I Was Found

Google search: "how to live with teenagers". That's how someone found my blog today. For the rest of you, my few and faithful readers, I assure you I will be back soon. I have several deadlines I'm trying to keep at the moment.

Suspension

Montreal

Found

I offer you this link http://furyouhin.blogspot.com/ even though it comes at the risk that I will lose all (7) of my regular readers.

Is there a publisher in the house?

M&M Birthday

Six days from now is my birthday.

I’ll be 36.

While this is not generally one of the “big” years (you know, the ones where people feel compelled to razz you about your age, send you "funny" cards, and ask loudly how oooold you're turning this year..), I feel celebratory. I feel some kind of joyous vibe boiling up in my blood! I think it has less to do with my it being my birthday, and more to do with the fact that this year on my birthday, I won’t have just started classes and I won’t be “student” po’. Yet, I think it’s more than just that. Whatever the reason, celebrate I will! I’ve invited everyone over for margaritas and Monopoly.

If I’m going to be factual here, I should say that the “Monopoly” game is really a fundraising knockoff called, “The Best of Northampton”. And if you’re from Northampton, it makes the game really quite fun in a cute, “aw, that’s where I get ice-cream every Friday” kind of way. Given to me by someone at Smith and I don’t think she even realized I could technically count it as an early birthday present. (I wonder what the margin of days is on either side of a birthday where you can count a present as an early or late birthday gift...)

Clearly I’m rambling...this is what happens when I’m uninspired but feel compelled to write something.

(Painting: "Mariachi Margarita" by Steven Simon. Found at
http://www.hawaiian-art.net

I'd Like to Dedicate this to all My Blog Peeps

"I Started a Blog That Nobody Read"

Nazi Work Camp

Germany, 2006

Star Glass

Karme Choling
Barnet, VT

13

Her world is now vivid and sharp-edged. Her world is 13. Her world is self-important, self-indulgent, fulsome and large...yet so small to any onlooker.

I know that world, I remember it. The aching needs that must be filled while the source eludes. The terrible clamor of peer-pressure knocking at every turn. The feverish race to be in. To not keep up is to be "out" and that is no place anyone wants to be at 13. To be "out" is social death. At 13, it might as well be real death. 13 hasn't comprehended what that means anyway.

The body, oh the terrifically annoying body that is never the right size or shape...too big, too small, too round, too narrow, too tall, too short, too curvy, too flat.

13 is the world of "everyone else". Everyone else has the goods, and 13 doesn't understand it's all an illusion. If just once, they would all drop the illusion at precisely the same moment, unveil all the massive insecurity, it might cause a wave of cosmic energy so powerful that the earth would shift on its axis.

Time Flies...

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Be patient, this video has some blank play in the beginning. And the text didn't translate well in Quicktime. At the end, it reads, "Time flies, and we fly with it"