My mind is doing delightful imaginings re. a multi-course meal made entirely from mushrooms .... please... toss a frustrated chef a bone... Re. slugs -- they are such a thoroughly revolting ..... thing .... that I have no qualms about pouring salt on them and watching them wither their slimey little (or big) bodies down to nothing. Julie Krueger On Sun, Nov 16, 2008 at 2:45 AM, David Ritchie <ritchierd@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>wrote: > > How normal can any week be which contains armistice/veteran's day? I drove > to Seattle and back, cleaned the fish tanks, ate a multi-course meal made > entirely from mushrooms, coped with absent students who wanted reprieves > from deadlines and a reprise of what they missed, was firm but kind to those > who turned up but hadn't done the work, suggested to others how they might > abstract shape from a written draft, invented a new term--sacrificial > words--to explain the prose that comes then goes, dies or is killed, before > the prose you keep can sizzle or live, flew the flag. > > I read that there is a memorial in France to the last American killed in > W.W.1., caught by machine gun fire at 10.59 a.m. on November 11, 1918. > > In the wet weather our dog's bowl becomes a kind of holiday camp for slugs, > which invites mayhem on the part of me, something of which I am not proud, > but which in dark moments seems defensible. On Tuesday, walking away from > work I did not think the night "dreich" --which is that great Scottish word > for how November expresses itself, with wind coming off the North Sea and > rain near horizontal and cold-- that night was only lightly wet. As I > rounded a corner, coming from the other end of the block was a couple in > their early twenties. I noticed little about him simply because she was > tall and thin and skipping; she took my whole attention. Back when I first > knew my wife, her parents once skipped across a green behind the colleges in > Cambridge. They were headed towards the b and b, where they then took a bath > together. I remember asking who got the tap end, but alas I cannot now > recall the answer. > > Like Jeeves, my mind cleared its throat and suggested I might possibly look > into skipping more often. > > On Thursday the sun re-emerged. In that day's paper I saw an ad, headlined > "Warrior Bride Awaken; a Woman's Conference to Spark her Destiny." It will > be led by Joanne Meckstroth of "Women of Impact Ministries," which can be > found in Soldontna, Arkansas. The graphic in the ad is a photo showing in > silhouette a long-haired woman in a mini-kilt, with a fantasy sword cocked > on her shoulder. The meeting will be held at GodSong church, 1025 > Industrial Parkway, somewhere. The same paper says a group of Russians has > been in our county. On an exchange to encourage peace, they've been shown > fish ladders in Washington County and Mexican chip dishes. Beaverton > traffic court judge Les Rink received a pay raise. At fifty you are thirty > times less likely to die, my reading of Lloyd's of London's pricing says, > than our college is to suffer a sexual harassment lawsuit. There has never > been a complaint, but last week's Orwellian form, was an attempt to comply > with requirements of the secondary insurance market. Making no promises, > lawyers and managers are currently looking into re-wording the document. A > former student e mailed baby photos, "Mommy and Daddy are doing well > after an exciting and efficient water birth." > > It's all normal. > > David Ritchie, > Portland, Oregon >