Itāll never not be funny to me. Iām listening to you describe your problems and my only response is āwater water everywhere and yet not a drop to drinkā.
Or:
- lest you throw the baby out with the bath water
- all hat and no cattle
- a falling knife has no handle
iām from northern alabama, and iām not 100% sure this is completely southern, but it killllls me every time i hear an older relative say it. itās so brutal.
another one is āyou think youāre shit on a stick, but youāre just a fart on a splinter!ā there are many more, but those are the first two to come to mind. they just donāt make sayings like they used to.
No screen Sundays. If I want to listen to music its CDs or radio. If I want to watch a movie, no I donāt. If I want to see a friend, I will make plans with them on Friday or Saturday to meet up. As a result, I read more, write more, and sit with questions like ādid Citizen Kaneās 50 year winning streak in the Sight and Sound critics choice survey end in 2012 or 2022? When did Stephen Merritt come out? Whats the etymology of Whitsun?ā This is something that I have practiced off and on for many years but Iāve been doing it every week since December and I love the way that it just allows me one day of true freedom and rest.
My calendar this year has 52 of these week at a glance pages but I donāt think that way. So, I've been inspired by Ross Gayās Book of Delighs to start recording the little moments and sensations that bring me joy throughout the day. An analog pi.fyi, if you will. heres some of what I have so far: - Waking up to the sound of my upstairs neighborās footstep. It sounded nostalgic. Felt like company. - Strawberry jam - feeling tender for strangers: their lips, nail colors, their small wrists. Thinking of all the lives we hold gently. - A young girl bought an LP at the bookstore just before I left. She stroked its cover with love - Green tiles āthe mint shade always makes me think of Jancie - Charlieās little bop and punch dancing to some German language punk
- lunch with Katherine, curry Brussels sprouts - small talk at the photo studio. The photographer's brother was named after their dad, stole his identity, bought jet skis.
