Tuesday, February 16, 2010
On the eve of Lent, I ponder what to give up this year. I'm not particularly ascetic by nature and love vices of all kinds. I've gone the soda/chocolate route in years before, and broke myself of the habit of eating nothing but Triscuits all day long. Yes, you can survive this way. For a very long time. Of course, you can choose to do something active for Lent, something that will bring good into the world. I thought about writing a children's book on one of my very favorite subjects, Jim Jones, but that's already been done in the American Disasters series. I love this set of books and if you're out there listening, I'm available to write about any scary cult disasters for the third to fifth grade set.
Seriously, I'll probably try to be kinder to people. Like all simple vows, the difficulty level is pretty intense. I don't watch much of the Winter Olympics, but I did see the luge the other night after the one athlete died on the course. I don't understand the luge, what makes you good at it or not. I think of it as bend over and kiss you ass goodbye, hope for the best sport. Which is kind of like life -- only we are attuned to the subtle things that make us succeed or fail. It all looks very much the same from the outside. But one small movement this way or that can change everything.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"People wish to be poets more than they wish to write poetry, and that's a mistake. One should wish to celebrate more than one wishes to be celebrated." Lucille Clifton
Drinking food suggestion: King Cake -- I don't know how to cook so I will not offer a recipe, but instead tell you to find someone who can bake a cake with a plastic Baby Jesus in it. Do not eat/hurt said Baby Jesus. If you get the piece with Him in it, you merely have to throw a party next year. Get everyone so drunk that they don't remember it's you that has this duty. Hide Baby Jesus in house for luck in the coming year.
Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Fat Tuesday! Rest in peace, Lucille Clifton, author of many wonderful poems. I remember reading "an ordinary woman" as a child and it always stayed with me.