Neil Gaiman is in Florida somewhere near Orlando.

Did you know you can sing karaoke while getting your beard trimmed at Gus's Barber Shop in Virginia Beach?

Great place to star in a musical.

when I sleep in till noon.

Mason Jars was born with a transparent heart. His face was a constant reflection of his thoughts. He is always carrying preserved bits of emotional nourishment, just in case. He was the best friend I ever had. One day a strong wind knocked his fragile bones awry, but hearts of strawberries and artichokes buffered his fall and he has been eternally safe ever since. The end.

Wait, I remembered that wrong. In truth, he was a she. And she was tempted by gravity. And she made her own decisions. She was still unbearably honest, and everyone self-reflected in her chest. Mason was a woman of all curve at all times. A woman with a clear conscience and clear aims. To nourish herself and thereby nourish the inhabitants of her skin. Mason Jars is a thing given to another human-thing and consumed and emptied or spilled out or cleaned out and refilled and again. She is share and she is keep for yourself.

OK, so this is a prose poem:

Mason Jars was born with a transparent heart. His face was an inevitable reflection of his thoughts. He always carried preserved bits of emotional nourishment, just in case. One day truth fermented. In truth, he was a she, bones knocked awry in artichoke hearts. She was tempted by gravity. She made her own decisions. Mason was all curve at all times. A woman with a clear conscience and clear aims. To nourish herself and thereby nourish the inhabitants of her skin. Jars is a thing given to another human-thing and consumed and emptied or spilled out or cleaned out and refilled and again. She is share and she is keep for yourself.



Every time this happens my self-validation moves up a tiny notch.

I should just call you.

1. Rogue Wave (an awesome band I just discovered)

2. Independent Lens (a PBS series that continues to impress me, and how I learned about Rogue Wave)

3. This quiz: http://www.pbs.org/independentlens/helvetica/quiz.html

(I AM helvetica).

I wanna see this: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1131729/

but it's cool because it will help draw readers to my blog: http://www.shewrites.com/profile/LisaDalrymple

So I downloaded a bunch of free audiobook samples from a recent Paste Mag sampler, and I'm listening to an excerpt of The Feminine Mystique, and I am mesmerized. I want to read the whole thing now. It's been on my reading list for quite a while.

"No one it seems, is appreciative, least of all herself, of the kind of person she becomes in the process of turning from poetess into shrue."

(on women's disillusionment with their chosen roles as housewife after having been to college, etc.)

http://lisadalrymple.wordpress.com/

Check 'em out. Send money. Peace out. Cheerio.

http://lisadalrymple.wordpress.com/2009/09/29/ceilings/

and the on the roll continues... :)

Skip to about the 30 minute mark:
http://www.hulu.com/watch/98269/the-jay-leno-show-fri-sep-25-2009

Check out my new kick ass banner!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I've been posting a lot about boys lately. Whew.

I want a love even time will lie down and be still for.

Or something like that, from Practical Magic.

Just for once, I would like to go to sleep and and wake up, not alone.