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Two of my favorites from this week's PostSecret blog:

The opening blurb in a Hal Crowther story in the July 4 issue of The Independent:

The Bush administration is a cadaver decomposing on America's doorstep—yet no one will take responsibility for it, no one will give it a decent burial, no one even has the courage to step over it and try to get on with a nation's decent business.

While I was in a line that was being managed by a man sitting at a table and organizing little cards with our names on them—which he had managed to drop and was trying to reassemble—I stepped around the corner to use a restroom, which was at the exit of a cafeteria not unlike K&W, C&H, or K&S.

I was leaning against the frame of a stall that was next to the urinal area, and about halfway through my business in there, it dawned on me that I was peeing on the red, clay, 5-inch square, tiles on the floor in front of me. There wasn't a urinal in sight.

I finished and then walked over to wash my hands, and in doing so passed by a man who was sitting on the toilet in the stall whose door was wide open. He looked up at me as I walked by, and I was glad that I had decided to wash my hands.

I turned on the faucet and reached over for some soap, at which time I noticed that not only wasn't there any soap, but there weren't any paper towels or any hand-drying device—and then most disturbingly of all—no sink. The water from the faucet was just pouring out onto a wooden bench-like area that was under the faucets.

This is what I woke up to this morning. Dreams. What's it all about, Alfie? Draining issues, evidently.

I made coffee this morning, and Robert and I each fended for ourselves for breakfast. I had waffles, and he ended up with a ham sandwich.

I didn't realize it until he left, but after breakfast he had emptied my dishwasher. I so appreciate that!  Just earlier, when I was in the kitchen, I groaned to myself thinking about how I did not feel like doing that chore.

I met Kevin (av8rdude) and Kurt at Helios at about 2:15, where I had planned to do some IBM editing, but never quite got 'round to it.

Only Suzanne and I showed up for book club out at the Barnes & Noble at Southpoint. I really don't like meeting there—the seating area is small, it's always so crowded, and starting 15 minutes before closing we get an ear blast every 2 minutes that the store will be closing in t-minus-n minutes and counting.

At 7:30, Sharon called to tell us that it just then dawned on her (in the middle of dinner with her family) that we were meeting tonight (at 7:00), and that she was on her way.

Suzanne and I had great one-on-one time (no surprise), and Sharon was a delightful addition once she arrived. We knew Mary wasn't coming; Janet was a no-show, no-call—perhaps she is still in Canada.

Once again, being the Mostly Social Book Club, we didn't discuss books, except to note where everyone was in our current one:
  • I finished a couple of weeks ago, as I should have, since it's my book. Unfortunately I've already forgotten most of the characters' names, and a good portion of the plot.

  • Suzanne still hadn't obtained the book (in the Chapel Hill library, there's only one copy that was due back on 7/3, but still hasn't been returned),

  • Sharon started the book last month, but hasn't picked it up since the last time we met,

  • Mary had the book before leaving on vacation, and plans to read it while she's gone, and

  • We have no idea where Janet is in terms of getting a copy of, or reading, the book.
This update brought to you by, "Could it be any more obvious why they're the mostly social book club?"


( 3 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 10th, 2007 12:24 am (UTC)
Hal's opening blurb
In regard to Hal Crowther...I think surely he meant doorSTEP and not doorSTOP. Just an observation.....which is my "I'm just saying."

And another such "vision" has me thanking you for your thoughtful and caring acceptance of my revelations over the weekend. I seek the truth, especially that which is buried, much of the time, and I find more often that I am misunderstood in that quest. Thank you for being not only a partner in the journey but also a guide!!!

Jul. 10th, 2007 01:41 am (UTC)
Re: Hal's opening blurb
Not only did he mean doorstep, he wrote doorstep. I have corrected my quote.

Thanks for reading and commenting, and your kind words!

Jul. 10th, 2007 02:24 am (UTC)
Re: Hal's opening blurb
I love you too, sweet thing!!!
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