August 12th, 2005

life is good

IN WHICH I BEG YOUR INDULGENCE

Something cool about having your birthday on August 10th: It's celebrated by the HEAVENS every year!* But this year, I can't even watch because, well, if you looked out my window and saw how THICK the cloud cover is...sigh

You know what I would like to have? A book, a handmade book, with each page contributed by one of YOU. A page that you sketch, draw, paint, write, doodle, collage, a page of wonderful whatevers that represent YOU. A friendship book, sort of like a slambook, but much nicer. Wouldn't that be cool? I would treasure it, I would. Would you do that for me? Just a page? 8.5x11 or A4 format, send it to: Liz Slaughter-Ek, Platanvägen 25, S-24032 Flyinge, Sweden. I mean ALL of you, even you lurkity lurkers.

And while I'm asking you for things: if you write, especially if you write poetry, won't you consider submitting it to Mosaic Minds? We're looking for submissions for our next issue. The theme is "Just a Little..." but only feature articles need to adhere to the theme (i.e. not poetry). Deadline is August 30th. Go on, give it a try!

Idiosyncrasy the First: I can't walk by a crooked picture on the wall without straightening it, no matter where I am: restaurants, friend's houses, museums...

Idiosyncrasy the Second: Repetitive noises drive me bananas. Sometimes 2 in a row is enough to make me snap.

Idiosyncrasy the Third: I pick at my lips. It's a fidget habit I've never been able to break. I hate that I do it, but I can't seem to stop.

Idiosyncrasy the Fourth: Looking up words in the dictionary gives me a great deal of happiness. I put conversations on hold to look things up. I've spent more than an hour with my brother on the phone MORE THAN ONCE, talking about the words I'm looking up RIGHT THEN. I look them up to check spelling and definition, but mostly I look them up to find out where they came from and what they mean literally. I just looked up 'idiosyncracy' and was surprised to find out that I was spelling it wrong (along with most of the world, which makes me feel better). It's not spelled with two c's! Although, wouldn't it be really cool if it was spelled idiosyncrazy?!

Idiosyncrasy the Fifth: Although it doesn't STAY that way, when I first put on my bra each morning, it is upside-down, inside-out and back-to-front.

Really Great Writing Out There Right Now:** How Deep is YOUR Ocean?

*Yes, they are FOR ME. It's all about me. Memememememe!
**And not just because she said nice things about me, I swear.