1. I am determined to spend the remainder of my time as a thirty-four year old wearing things that will officially become inappropriate and tacky the second I turn thirty-five. I think nine months of miniskirts and short-shorts is as admirable a goal as any.
2. On the opposite end of the spectrum, there’s Bodhidharma. I plowed through The Zen Teaching yesterday and my mind is blown. It’s super-extra-high-test-ultra-concentrated no-frills Buddhism. How is this text not more popular? Perhaps it is just a particularly compelling translation, but of all the ancient wisdom texts in all the world (that I’ve read, at least), none have hit me like this one.
3. Last night, “Sprout, an Organic Salon” called to confirm my appointment for today. This is what came up on the caller ID.
4. And finally, today in Hampden I overheard this: “I put ode bay in mah potatah sald, an everybuddy liked it but Twinkie.” I just love you, Bawlamer.
Love it.