1) I can’t think of anything to write today. This happens sometimes—mostly when I’m tired, and I’m sooo tired right now.
2) Doug posted a picture of his super-hero self at CoffeeSwirls in response to to picture I posted here on Saturday. Today, he followed a meme that has been making the rounds, so I’ll do it too. These are the rules:
- Grab the nearest book.
- Open the book to page 23.
- Find the fifth sentence.
- Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
This appeals to me because my wedding took place on the 23d day of the fifth month. It’s probably a coincidence, but maybe not. Anyway, the nearest book to me at this moment is The Thurber Carnival by James Thurber. Sentence No. 5 on page 23 is this: “On the occasion of the hundred-and-fiftieth anniversary of Washington’s crossing the Delaware, however, I was sent over to Trenton to report the daylong celebration.” Not very exciting. In a variation on this theme, I find that the 23d sentence on page 5 is a little more rewarding: “I hunted for my Chiclets but couldn’t find them.”
This is infectious. The next nearest book to me is Surprised by Joy by C.S. Lewis. Here’s sentence 5 on page 23: “One day my brother decided it would be a good thing to make a tent.” And from the 23d sentence of page 5: “His <drawings> were of ships and trains and battles; mine, when not imitated from his, were of what we both called dressed animals—the anthropomorphized beasts of nursery literature.”
I feel like I need to tie this in better to my overall theme of marriage. The nearest book about marriage is called One Good Year. OGY 23:3–5 (sentence 5 makes no sense out of context) is “Once a day for a year catch your LifeMate doing something that you value, admire, love, or respect. Write down in a journal how much that means to you. At the end of the year give it to your LifeMate as a gift.” OGY 5:23 is “I find it hard to forgive my LifeMate for not living up to my expectations.”