I was part of a movement of "dinosaur moms" when I lived in Maryland (Astrodon Johnstoni is the Maryland state dinosaur.) Which is nothing more than this -- dinosaur moms delight in the half-feral nature of the beasties they parent, even as they whisper Shakespeare and Kierkegaard in their ears at night.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Dear Reader, if you exist...

It is an indicator of how starved I am for adult conversation that I came back from reunion just spilling over with thoughts I wanted to do something with. Good thing, Dear Reader, if you exist, that I have this blog. It reminds me of “The Caucasian Chalk Circle,” which I did as a freshman at college. A particularly pathetic moment on the maiden’s journey where she’s got the baby and they’re starving and she tries to nurse him. “There’s nothing there, of course,” she says, “But you think you’re drinking and that’s something.”

1 comment:

Leigh said...

Hey there.

I'm reading. I'm actually thinking about what I read as well, but I'm on the hook for a deadline (don't ask, silly corporate PR stuff) and have to reserve ALL my communicative energy for that drivel. I'll be back, though. I like the way you think, girl.