graysville

This is not at all the one I'd planned to put up today. But I have a thing for roots and scarred white trees... so... There's some roots. And a scarred white tree.

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there is, as with so many things, a longer story to go with this. but not for now.
for now: every time I drive to Dallas, I wind up interested in ham sandwiches. which I haven't eaten in many years, but apparently (every time) this one-of-several-of-a-kind sign makes me seriously consider them, even if for a minute. seriously.

what i miss

I used to watch Lola Rennt at least once a week in college. Between Greek and art class, between chapel and lunch, at nights, in my little chair in front of my computer. I miss that stuff.

Work

But I am not at work right now.

March is for Black & White

I will explain later.
Though for now, you can ignore what he's done to the back door. It rained and mudded a few days ago.

Of a rare sort

(source: an anatomical artist)

Two years ago I was desperately searching for a job. And I actually wrote out a sad little post (that I never published), that was kind of honest and honestly, a downer. I didn't post it, though, because in the middle of writing it, I got a job.
Anyway. I am kind of at that point in the Now What/Grad School? situation. So I figured, if I write about it, maybe I will get random inspiration/revelation in the middle of writing and never have to publish this post either! Foolproof.
Just kidding.
But this decision, this Now What thing, is the Headache with which I've been at odds for years, usually just staring it down in a kind of dumbfounded way, or braced in its headlock until I am forced to shake it off in defeat and carry on with something more lighthearted (wait, what? Bad writing; in a headache's headlock? Bad job, self).
I could go on at length about this, trust me-- one doesn't overthink something for years and years without at least a multi-volume work's worth-- but... let's not.
Anyway. Anyone want to tell me what to pursue?
No?
I'll just go refill the ole coffee mug then and get back to sitting. Back porches and fallish weather were made for this sort of night.

two pets minus one, or: some sentences you've probably already heard.

1. Jeremy was startled by a giant black widow.

2. I got a jar.

a. Jeremy poked holes in a lid.

b. He filled the jar with grass and sticks.

3. She built a web.

4. Jeremy dropped three moths in.

a. Two dead

b. One alive

5. She wrapped the alive moth.

6. She drank.

a. Jeremy and I celebrated.

b. Fascination

7. Day Two: I took her to a field and set her free.

8.