Tuesday, September 04, 2007


“Awake, my soul, and let there be only parades!”
(Such stature! And yet, such vulnerability; such
lack of respect in the workplace.) If you look at the
definition you’ll find that I was starting to get

a little tipsy by the time the reading started (I

with my cloak and dagger). And I was more than
a little intrigued by his ear (with such clarity can
it yet be conjured). BUT WHAT DO I KNOW?
(Nil!) I wound up waiting an eternity for a bus.