Wednesday, March 09, 2011
Despite Dave's suggestion a few posts ago about me being an NPR girl, I assure you this is not the case. I fit the profile, and yet the actual station causes me to break out into hives. I fear sentences that began -- I heard on NPR that . . . Again, why? Best guess -- I don't like talk radio of any kind. I dread anything labelled "world" music. I have never shopped at Anthropologie . . .
Fair admission: I do yoga. I have tried meditation without much success. All that chanting aaah makes me visualize myself as a tire with the air going out of it. I don't think that's supposed to be the point. I have dined at a vegan restaurant. It wasn't bad! I felt my liver go into shock at the introduction of actual healthy food into my body. The only sadness was they didn't serve Dr. Pepper, only Agave limeade. Again, not bad, liver in shock. I'm glad to report that I didn't hear about the place on NPR. Not that there's anything wrong with that! If you need me, I'll be listening to Howlin' Wolf . . .
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"All sorrows can be borne if you put them in a story." Isak Dinesen
Episode of Detroit 187 last night was awesome. Look for the Heidelberg Project (often featured here in photographs) next episode!
Benedictions and Maledictions