I took the "Make Poverty History" advertisement off my blog. In my latest copy of Geez I read about a new one: Make Affluence History. It's funny how a simply parody can open your eyes. Mass assumption: less is bad, more is good.
Speaking of more, what do changes in your surroundings do to you? I am housesitting a type of house I am not accustomed to. Sometimes it is like wearing someone else's clothes. I am very far away from downtown. I have two options: spending my savings on gas, or putting in long days in the (bike) saddle.
Speaking of bikes, I just got my first two (significant) articles published in Momentum: a Vancouver cycling magazine. I'm feeling like a tire: pretty pumped. (If I still have readers after that double serving of cheese, thanks be to God!)
Speaking of readers. I think I'm almost over the fact that I don't get very many comments on this thing. I'm more thankful in fact for the verbal feedback. I've been at two gatherings lately where people have come up to me and told me how much they enjoy it. It's nice to be able to see their eyes and not just their words.
Speaking of words, I just finished my first Iris Murdoch book. I am wondering if the next book I choose will be about betrayal. This has been a random, unexpected trend. My last--The Unbearable Lightness of Being, and this one The Sacred and Profane Love Machine both have been.
Speaking of Love: I think I might be getting it this time.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
glimpses and digressions
Posted by The Hippie Triathlete at 4:02 PM
Topics: relationships, writing
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3 comments:
Jenn - indeed, I have been one of the readers who doesn't post! ;)
Today I decided to brighten fellow bloggers days and let them know that they have a curious & attentive audience. Thanks for your continual high quality posts!
thanks christine! i think i missed your housewarming...if i did, so sorry, hope it's nice and warm...
hey jen,
where are you going? I've been wanting to call you but my schedule doesn't jive with the time difference.
i miss you.
malani
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