Wednesday, February 22, 2012

need:

cautiously, we have let stay out of his cage the past few days
little guy has free reign of the apartment and the house
and thanks to a peek through the shutters after a dinner date on sunday night
we found that the only spot he hangs out is the only spot he's not supposed to be
our sofas may never be safe (and, for now, i'm ok with that). 

happy wednesday already.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

staggering genius

 
when i was in college my brother gave me books for my birthday. i always loved this because books are funny gifts -- deeply personal gifts disguised as ink and paper: they're long letters from the sender to the recipient, coded with all kinds of secret hidden messages, depending on which pages you read when you're tired or which ones you don't. or at least, that's how i give books, and what's more, that's exactly how i receive them.

so i think it was maybe right before or right after i studied in italy for a while: impressionable and eager and anything but capable of handling real life. (as an aside, i always think of the thing my dad used to say with a knowing smile, which is that "you're never smarter than the day you graduate high school." fill that in with any life event, and there i am.)  anyway. my brother gave me a book called "a heartbreaking work of staggering genius" by dave eggers.

i opened the book and i read six lines. and i cried:

but first: