Thursday, August 3, 2006

"All I am is what I'm going after."

Al Pacino in the movie Heat.

Here's some solid links for a decent 1 a.m. start:
Little Hell Raiser's Punk Kids Clothing
Portland Punk Parents Yahoo Group
Punk parents on
Excellent article on parent bloggers from the 2005 New York Times.
Islamic Parenting Blog

After getting in trouble yesterday for hitting her sister Lyli sternly lectured her sock monkey and made her have time by herself in our living room chair. Fascinating! Kind of scary! Am I raising little drill sergeants? Scarleht and Lyli's mimicking skills are improving too quickly for me to catalogue. They will repeat up to six or seven word sentences sometimes!

Let's see... what else cool.

Started reading Milan Kundera's

The Unbearable Lightness of Being today and it is blowing my mind on page seven. What is it about the synchronicity of literature? How do certain books find their way into your hands at the right time? I wonder if much writing has been done about this phenomenon. When a book grabs you by the 2nd page you know you're in for a ride:

"But is heaviness truly deplorable and lightness splendid?

The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man's body. The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life's most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become.

Conversely, the absolute absence of a burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar to the heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements free as they are insignificant."

On a lighter note, my mom showed me an amazing Pirate Cook Book today! (ISBN = 0789415194) Check this shit out:

It's written in Pirate talk and shiver me sprogs (those be the raw 'n rowdy recruits) if she ain't a right fine beaut of a book, aye!

Yarr, just wait 'til the Pirate Papa gets into full swing in his galley! Then ye'll see some treats to feast yer purty plump eyeball tummies on. Just wait for the pirate recipes to start flowing.

Also reading Czeslaw Milosz's Collected Poems and found this gem:

"...but the moments are short when it seems to me that, at odds with time, we hold each other's hands. And I drink wine and I shake my head and say: 'What a man feels and thinks will never be expressed.'"

Another from Kundera:

"But was it love?... Was it simply the hysteria of a man who, aware deep down of his inaptitude for love, felt the self-deluding need to simulate it?"

I'll end with a simple breakfast recipe:

Cous Cous or some other light grain



shredded carrots

some kind of leafy green

diced onions


black pepper and/or ginger


take the leftovers and make them into slop/leftover muffin mix in the afternoon

1 comment:

Dread Pirate Robert said...

The Pirate Cookbook! I bet it beats the pants offa those wimpy ninja cookbooks...