Close your left eye look directly at your nose with your right eye. Now close your right eye and look at your nose with your left eye. Alternate for a while. Which view do you like best?
I like the one from the right eye. It has more of a curve. The view from the left is just a blurry slab.
This morning I pulled my purple pinstripe DKNY dress shirt out of the wardrobe clean and needing ironing. At the ironing board I found both cuffs buttoned and the little sleeve buttons buttoned too.
Why did I take the shirt off without unbuttoning the sleeves?
Yes, I have small hands.
I’ve started reading—through p. 147—Virkam Seth’s A Suitable Boy, which my mom gave me as a B-day gift (months ago). I’m liking this book. Engaging characters and dialog. A different culture. The question is whether I will finish it, at 1474 pages in paperback, or F&F first.
Probably the book. I’m only on round 97 of F&F. Weeks until the end.
I actually wore khaki pants and a white dress shirt to work today. Khaki makes your ass look huge, or flat and baggy. Mine looks huge. Why? [I mean, “why did I wear khaki?” not “why does my ass look huge?”] Because I thought to myself this morning, if the power goes out today—because of the heat—what do I want to be wearing when I have to walk home across the Brooklyn Bridge? A black polo shirt and grey slacks or khaki and white? On my way to work—two blocks away at 7:30 am, I’m sweating—I figured I should keep a spare pair of shorts and a t-shirt in my desk, just in case. And flip-flops, since dress shoes don’t work with gym shorts. And sunscreen, since the power would likely go off mid-afternoon and there’s little shade along the way, like you could fight the crowds your way into the shade anyway.
Currently listening to: the soundtrack from Leonard Cohen: I’m Your Man
I came up #3 on this Google search string. I’m so proud.
I can’t believe I can’t mail margerine to Canada. Who’d a thunk it?
Just how would one renovate butter?
Need I say more?
One of my favorite blogs belongs to
So here is the interview, which I backed into, from her blog. I was actually hoping she’d ask whether I wanted some green cotton, just to see what she’d do if someone actually took her up on it.
Quoting directly:
The rules are pretty simple. If you want to participate, here’s how this puppy works:
1. Leave me a comment saying interview me.
2. I will respond by asking you five questions here. They will be different questions than the ones below.
3. You will update YOUR blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
