literary times

"Money is better than poverty, if only for
financial reasons."
-- Woody Allen

The nice thing about being unemployed is
that you have time to go hang around in
libraries.  The bad thing about being
unemployed is that you have time to go
sit on street corners.  i wisely chose
the library.  so i'm currently working
my way through persian classical music
(blame it on radio darvish, a staple of
my life at delclerye) and chinese folk
tales.  on a more practical level i
picked up a couple of books about
teaching reading to the reluctant.  it should come in handy at some point, i'm sure.

Today i got all nostalgic when i found the memphis photos.  gosh...such times i've
had.
i've got tons of pictures of rusty railroad times that would sound real good
hustled up next to some tom waits and the beer you stole from your roommate's
stash.  pictures of weddings, dance parties, protest marches, and other forms of
"play".  lots of long lost faces and places long long gone.  places that may never
be seen again (the co-op and the bridges to nowhere).

I fell prey to the temptation of lychees in the summer.  i watched computer techs
from india smile at the panopoly of stuffed animals on my unlikely bike.  i saw it
rain in august which feels like a miracle after all that i've been through.  i swept
the bad karma out the door.  i saw an old man in coveralls sitting next to an
orange haired punk girl sitting next to two lesbians sitting next to the goth
teenagers that can be found in every town.  i took danraj's curry recipe a thousand
miles from memphis and resurrected it in an iron skillet in another place and
another time.  the sage is drying in jars by my window and the fruit flies are
beginning to discover the bounty of our produce mountain.  i made two jars of salsa
and passionfruit flavored popsicles. 

i may be poor, but i'm happy (for non-financial reasons).