The explanation is probably something boring like “someone hit two 8s instead of two 9s when entering a date.”
Wash every dish and empty out the rack.
Fold or hang each garment with the care
that it prefers. Tell yourself the air
is sweet to your skin. Exercise the knack
which you attempted to abandon. Crack
an egg and eat what it becomes. Wear
a pendant. Clean the bathtub. Wash your hair.
Drink water. Leave your bed. Do not go back.
Remember all the soggy, blurred-out days.
Remember what you know: this is such stuff
as life is made on, which could pass you by
again, which has devised so many ways
to leave you. Make that memory be enough.
It won’t be. It may never be. Try.
"“Weird-shaped” is a strange qualifer isn’t it? Everything here hinges so heavily on the idea that men who are not a certain size are somehow “weird-shaped”–it hinges on unsteady perceptions. It hinges on a minority of men dictating what is and is not “weird-shaped”–and rationing love and respect accordingly. It also hinges on how many of us are going to buy into this fucking myth of perfection–and into the idea that we’re not perfect as we are." -
As an insufferable know-it-all, I think my favorite conversation I’ve had where I tried to correct someone’s mistaken impression was with the woman in a training session at one of my many data entry jobs who refused to shop at Target because they were a French company (and that Targé was the “correct” pronunciation of the name instead of a dad joke). This would have been in early 2005; for my younger readers, there was a strong anti-French sentiment at large in certain parts of the US following that country’s refusal to rubber-stamp George W. Bush’s illegal, barbaric, and disastrous invasion of Iraq.
An amateur is someone who supports himself with outside jobs which enable him to paint. A professional is someone whose wife works to enable him to paint. - Ben Shahn (12 Sep 1898 – 14 Mar 1969)
by David Cairns
Willy Lohmann, Pep cover featuring characters and settings from his ”Kraaienhove” strip, 1973.
Frank Lloyd Wright, Cottage Studio for Ayn Rand, 1946
yeah that all seems about right
Theo van den Boogaard
by David Cairns