Today,

while on the train:

I saw a youngwoman whose face seemed as though she could have been hewed by spirits from wood

sanded in so many steps that all separation of grain and splinter melted into a consistent hue -

and rubbed with oil so that she shone.



And I found myself almost-despairing that I was not alone...

and that I had no tears...

so that I could weep the pleasure of the seeing.

A Note to Any Future Cohabitants

I need to always be near a steady, abundant supply of paper towels.

Seinfeld to Stern

"Your career is a victory over the self...you conquered yourself."

("conquered your self"?)

Right.

I am currently on the boat

sitting a ways away from a hybrid if Wilford Brimley and Holmes' Watson dressed for a jungle forest excursion.

I don't know if I want hot English breakfast or sun brewed iced.

Bliss =

That moment when a character says exactly what you've been screaming at
the screen for 2 seasons.

Voyager, 703, 12:30

The Grind

I'm not sure when, but at some point I became a teeth-gnasher.

This does not bode well for ye-of-little-to-no-health-or-dental-coverage.

"I never refer to me as an artist,

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From: CWalkerJr
Sent: 2/3/2014 8:55
To: C. Walker, Jr.
Subject: "I never refer to me as an artist,

It's third of February.

I'm already tired of snow.