This is What Happens

This is what happens. I go onto a public computer, and I say hmmm, what is this a picture of? Then I post it to my blog. That is how that happens.

In other news. I will be leaving for New Mexico on the 3rd of September. Which is also NEXT Wednesday. WOW.

Today I thought about still lakes, and how shaking is one way that stress gets out.

What Could I Say?

Someday I'll tell you about the seeds floating in the air.

A new Kind of Poetry

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Early Early Early On the Road

Ode to Paul McCartney or, Music in a Rolling Vessel

Part 1

Blackened creases underneath a pool
white grease orbs that call and call and call
in sight to see and in a sea to find
your eyes are windows leading to your mind

Part 2

A cough and creak and then a langorous tone
that rush of wind that slowly starts to moan
In courser notes when closer to the start
A voice is growing out as your lips part.

Part 3

In intersecting sections that slick and roll
Music wraps its fingers around your soul
Incantated rythms ribbon round
in wild emotive gestures of the Sound.

Finish

A pace is reached then quickly stops to pray
Blood thumps your ears in motions you can't say

A Copper Ring!

Dear Listeners,

How bright the day today it seems!
I even found a copper ring,
Last night I danced in circle streams
And listened to the turquoise sing

Around my neck it swiftly swayed
A comfort to the mirror gave
And walking in the dapply sun
You can fall in love with everyone.

On my way home from work today I heard someone calling my name. I looked around and thought I must have been mistaken. Then I noticed a whole busload of people were calling my name. Then they yelled "C! C is in this bus!" so of course I went over to say hello knowing that C was leading a NW Youth Corps group, and this was one of their buses! The doors opened C popped out and said he hadn't showered in a week. We hugged and the crowd of kids ERRUPTED into applause. It was so funny. It was like that scene in Forest Gump where Forest and Jenny are running towards each other across the fountain in DC and they hug and everyone roars.

Except it was just us saying yo, and I think I saw C like two weeks ago, and we're not in love...

Then the kids started chanting "sex,sex,sex" which I tactfully ignored.

How Catering Sometimes Is

Tonight, and this evening, oh and early this afternoon I found myself catering a party directly ontop of the underground science building. It was a dinner for scientists, obviously. And they hailed from all over the world. I was assigned for tables. One of them had three Japanese men sitting at it, one was occupied by five Germans, the third had four people who were all speaking English, and the fourth was home to 8 of the French.

I was delighted to hear the French cascading in lively waves over the lemon yellow table setting (complementing the sunflower centerpeices and seven peice silverware sets at each place--each of the 345 guests recieved three forks which was a total waste of time and effort). Anyway I swooned, inwardly, and waited for my chance to burst into french and surprise my guests. The chance came when one of the men at the table accidentally said "merci" instead of "thank you." Instead of ignoring him I said, "pas du problem" which was probably a little wrong grammatically because I haven't really been practicing lately. They were all agog. Each of the eight French (one of them was really a New Yorker who happened to speak french) turned to me in unison and began expostulating excitedly and rapidly in French.

I was a little scared but managed to remember to refer to my french auntie as "une francaise" (in the feminine). Then I served them "cafe et decaf" and was proud to be that evenings slightly interesting entertainment.

Then my boss told me that I was doing a good job, primarily because I was talking to the customers (that's why I wanted this job) at which point I then began cleaning and heavy lifting for several silent hours.
The morale really lowered when all the people in charge left 3 hours before we were finished cleaning up.

And that's WORKING WITH CATERING!

Sunrise Sunset Sunrise

Hey goodmorning. Soon I'll be going to New Mexico, at which point I'll actually expect people to start reading this blog. I'll be advertising through catchy email's, postcards, and radio spots. Woo hoo.

The Beach.

Ah. Ah. The Beach.
As the busload of tourists unloaded onto our previously pristine beach, we posed raucusly for the camera set on timer. The energy and enthusiasm that fueled this photoshoot would have fed a family of five for fifty days.