oh Goody 2001-11-13 Quick entry for the morning--more later. Last night Boy and I watched The Crucible; it was on television. I had never seen it before, or read the book, and I found all the superstition and fear of the devil to be really crazy and amazing. This morning I wrote the following email to my coworkers: "Hello everyone. I saw The Crucible last night, and I would like to announce that henceforth I will be known as Goody ______[my last name]. That is all." I told Francisco he could call me Goody, and this morning he packed my lunch in a paper bag and wrote Goody _______[m.l.n.] on it. He's the Best. Today on my drive to work, the person in front of me was weaving, and it flashed through my head that maybe the person was drunk, but then I realized he/she was probably talking on a cell phone. It occurred to me that I've seen a lot of weaving drivers lately, and I just think it's too bad we can no longer tell who is drunk and who is on a cell phone. Though perhaps both are equally dangerous. One last thing: Lately I've had a surprising number of people finding my diary through Google searches for 'how to build a catapault'. Why are so many people desperate to build a catapault? It's very puzzling. Later, Love,
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