I went to my local library in Scarborough last week, which was probably the first time I’d been in a local library since I was in college. I needed some books for the flights back and forth to Seattle for the weekend, knowing that I’d be at risk of getting delayed somewhere, so I borrowed my dad’s library card and browsed for a bit.
inbound delays
Secret signs and knowing looks These sunny days will cook the books Happy to take the misery This mortal life can bring to me Don't like the look of this town What goes up must come down Character is lost and found On unfamiliar playing ground - from Public Image Limited, "Seattle"
I’m in Seattle, finishing up a weekend with my son. It was a different kind of weekend – for a number of reasons, I felt able to breathe a lot easier with my son this time around. I didn’t feel quite so much in the bubble with him – that word again – as much as I just felt like I was living in my own, somewhat chaotic world.
Shameful oversight on my part
I’ve received a few comments via email on my last post, but one of them struck me. The sentence that got to me was:
When one is judged on “(morally) failing as a human being”, this is called “shaming” and it is very different than mere “judging”.
Bubbles popping
This isn’t about champagne.
Found wanting
“What do you want,” she asked, for the third time in as many weeks.
That requires some explanation, obviously. That sentence is one of the more overused in English partly because of how diverse its meaning can be depending on emphasis and delivery and context. “what do You want” is completely different from “WHAT do you want” or “what do you Want” or even “what Do you want”. This time it was more that last sense, or maybe a combination of emphasizing What and Want sort of equally.