We arrived yesterday around 1:30. I am still in a fog from lack of sleep before we left and didn’t sleep well last night. Yesterday was dream like, arriving in the airport, waiting for the shuttle, driving through guatemala city, villages, and windy roads.
They made me a special dinner last night. The chicken dish was spaghetti with a tomato sauce, tomato soup, brucetta, cucumber salad preceding it. I can’t have tomatoes on this diet so they made my chicken special with parsley, garlic and olive oil. It was very tasty, even more so because I was famished and exhausted, only having snacked all day. The couple next to us were speaking German, we did not have much interaction; which was okay because I could barely think, much less communicate.
The boat ride over was cramped, uncomfortable, and beautiful. A wooded cliff with birds turning concentrically, flocking away from the cliff and back, dusk settling over the lake as the sun set. All this I saw from my perch on the boat with a low ceiling and ten or so rough benches.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Friday, September 04, 2009
Julie & Julia
I had to be honest attribute this impromptu blog that I have always been meaning to do and never done to the movie I just finished watching not 15 minutes ago. Because, thought I like to be a prude, mostly because I think other prudes will look down on me for not being one, I hate to admit I felt inspired by a light, happy, “inspiring,” film that was designed to evoke just those kinds of emotions. So what will my blog be about. Of the thousands of things that I keep thinking I should improve myself by doing; and the thousands of others that I haven’t been clever enough to thing of, which to pick? (something about things happening to us; anth 309, ortega) So I thought maybe books, short stories, I always enjoyed reading, though it has slowly but persistently digressed in the last few years since I am much slower and hesitant. (editing side note-looking back at dotted underline of impromtu I realized my mistake, added a “p” and gloried in it.
So do I write about current events that I sporadically follow, become slightly obsessed with- and I mean slightly, not like how people always say slightly but mean completely and totally. Then I just leave them for a while to be picked up another day. Have there every been any creative geniuses with absolutely no disciple- very doubtful, possibly successful- but not genius. A genius would be consumed by her creation and it would be on the tip of her every thought. I am not quite sure what it is on the tip of my every thought, haven’t yet identified it. (editing side note- I cheated, scrolled down and selected from a list the correct sporadically.) (editing side note- turn of red underline because almost corrected the intended misspelling of impromptu.
So back to this after being obsessive with this blog and swatting the cat of the table after admiring seconds before his green eyes transfixed with two square white styrofoam boxes on a cluttered table. Maybe my blog should be about nothing else than intensely describing my environment- but would that get us anywhere.
Forgive the rambling but you must keep in mind that this blog is purely and completely practice and experiment. I am horrible at planning, I like my writing to take me to unfamiliar zones that before did not exist- but maybe through this practice some planning will make it through.
Well, wait till tomorrow and I’ll think more about where this is going. I hardly ate any of my vegetable fajita before the movie, lightheadedness, fatigue and the dull pain of a tightening spinal column command that I must listen and obey- so I think for a change I will; the alternative has gotten me nowhere.
So do I write about current events that I sporadically follow, become slightly obsessed with- and I mean slightly, not like how people always say slightly but mean completely and totally. Then I just leave them for a while to be picked up another day. Have there every been any creative geniuses with absolutely no disciple- very doubtful, possibly successful- but not genius. A genius would be consumed by her creation and it would be on the tip of her every thought. I am not quite sure what it is on the tip of my every thought, haven’t yet identified it. (editing side note- I cheated, scrolled down and selected from a list the correct sporadically.) (editing side note- turn of red underline because almost corrected the intended misspelling of impromptu.
So back to this after being obsessive with this blog and swatting the cat of the table after admiring seconds before his green eyes transfixed with two square white styrofoam boxes on a cluttered table. Maybe my blog should be about nothing else than intensely describing my environment- but would that get us anywhere.
Forgive the rambling but you must keep in mind that this blog is purely and completely practice and experiment. I am horrible at planning, I like my writing to take me to unfamiliar zones that before did not exist- but maybe through this practice some planning will make it through.
Well, wait till tomorrow and I’ll think more about where this is going. I hardly ate any of my vegetable fajita before the movie, lightheadedness, fatigue and the dull pain of a tightening spinal column command that I must listen and obey- so I think for a change I will; the alternative has gotten me nowhere.
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