(over the course of an email exchange yesterday, i remembered something: i used to beg for finger sandwiches as a child, having seen them on Another World, but was always denied by my mother. the reason, according to her? much like the peel of apples, the healthiest part of the sandwich was the crust. if only i'd more strictly adhered to her recommended diet of lobster legs and bread crusts, i might have actually become a fully functioning adult. hindsight, wha?)

time moves differently, here. or i suppose, more colloquially, diffurntly. i dropped a chip on the floor today and finished all the other ones in my hand before picking up (and eating) the one from the floor. a 75 (or so) second rule.

i could watch hummingbirds fight all day. i love the sound of their tiny hollow bodies thwocking together, their squeaky spring chittering, their unflagging energy....i like birds.