Sunday, August 29, 2010

For the West Coast Cell

Amonymous pondered the laminated place mat under his cereal bowl that showed in bold colors the United States of America.  He asked about Mexico's lake, then drew his fingers westward to The Last Resort.  "What do they have in California?"
"They make movies there." I say.  "They have their own ocean."
"Can we go?"
"Sure. But not right now. Maybe next year. We'll drive."
Molly chimes in, "Drive one way, fly home."
"Done," I say.
Amonymous continues his cereal.
The Summer is almost over.  The Fall is coming soon.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Just So You Know...

I am at the sink this morning, rinsing dishes, fitting plates and bowls from last night's kielbasa-perogi-cake fest into the open dishwasher.  Molly arrives at my side.
"Just so you know, you're supposed to leave some food on the plates so the water has something to wash off in the dishwasher. I read it in the New York Times."
Silent, I continue my task, bearing witness to the water swirling down the drain, first to the river then on to the sea.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

A Trinitarian Notion: Omelas, Integration, Maelstrom

Here are three stories that changed my life. Required reading in The Bloomsday Canon.

The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas by Ursula Le Guin
Hint: Society 'n Me

The Secret Integration by Thomas Pynchon
Hint: Race 'n Me

A Descent into the Maelstrom by Edgar Allen Poe
Hint: The Courtroom 'n Me

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Sunday, August 1, 2010