So, my car was broken into AGAIN. Except this time it was padlocked behind my gate garage. Which means one of my neighbors left their locks off, since we are co-joined to three other cars. And this time the crook took my c.d. interface, sunglasses (they were cheap, the jokes on them) and worst of all siphoned my full tank of gas!! (Insert gasp here) Anyway, I'm just relieved they didn't steal our new tires. Robbery. It's so L.A.
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Friday, June 11, 2010
That's so L.A.
So, my car was broken into AGAIN. Except this time it was padlocked behind my gate garage. Which means one of my neighbors left their locks off, since we are co-joined to three other cars. And this time the crook took my c.d. interface, sunglasses (they were cheap, the jokes on them) and worst of all siphoned my full tank of gas!! (Insert gasp here) Anyway, I'm just relieved they didn't steal our new tires. Robbery. It's so L.A.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Frightening Definitions.
According to the Merriam-Webster dictionary a winner and loser are defined as such;winner
- one that is successful especially through praiseworthy ability and hard work
- a victor especially in games or sports
- one that wins admiration
loser
- a person or thing that loses especially or consistently
- a person who is incompetent or unable to succeed; also: doomed to fail or disappoint
I'm feeling a wee bit loser-ish this evening. This year has been capitulated by the secondary definition. I feel uneasy with my constancy in losing. The definition of insanity is repeating the same actions over again and expecting a different result. Am I lacking sanity? Am I the epitome of a loser, "doomed to fail or disappoint?" This is rhetorical of course, but completely and utterly fascinating. I've always believed the cliche "slow and steady wins the race." Perhaps that's something we tell little Suzy while patting her on the head before sending her to bed.
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Sunday, August 2, 2009
As Seen Through Her Window.
This afternoon I looked down from my window, enjoying the quiet Sunday scene below. Then I thought about the views from the various rooms I've inhabited over the years. Next I wondered how the view from my room would look like in two years, five, even ten years from this day.
My last window thoughts led me to think about the view from your windows. It's peculiar how something completely mundane to one, might be utterly fascinating to others. I would love to see the view from your windows. What dances past your window pane? Might I see the evidence?
