oh vino.

I am drinking a great merlot right now. It is called 'genesis'. by hogue cellars. i enjoy hogue. they make a good red.
My director asked us to write bios for the program, and to include a personal quote that we ourselves have said. I called at least three friends asking what quote they thought of when they thought of me. no one came up with anything. I can't even come up with anything. I know things I'd like to say I've said, things I wish I'd have come up with first...Nothing that is witty (or appropriate) enough to put in a theatre program. What sums me up, what have I said that means something to me? This assignment is not that big of a deal; it wasn't meant to be. I always overanalyze. Speaking of which.
Did you smoke some reefer today?

Give Thanks

themed band-aids

grassy hills

my moms perfume clinique happy

red tulips

that new-book-smell

teachers that smile when you answer correctly

crunchy firm grapes

curtains from the 70's and 80's

puppies with extra skin and soft fur

playgrounds with tires rooted in the ground

construction workers that smile and wave

crayons

retro coasters

people that hold doors for you

that way he looks at me and smiles with his teeth

my niece's hands

my little unborn baby girl niece

yellow umbrellas

birds with lilting calls

thick black markers that ooze ink

my grandma's wedding pictures

the way you write my name

tableclothes

classified ads that read, "i noticed you, did you notice me?"

the place between your shoulder and neck

smooth round rocks on the beach

falling asleep outside

Do You Have The Time?

Recently my Grandma passed away, so we've been circling her house like vultures and picking through the remains. I probably could've worded that better. I've found some interesting things. Receipts from the drugstore in the 60's, pins shaped like huge neon flowers, a golden sewing case for your purse (Just in case! Everyone was like a girlscout in the 50's; prepared for any minor disaster.) But best of all was my grandpa's old pocket watch. I pulled it out of the box and following after it, attached by a golden chain, was a pocket knife! What the hell? Why do you need a weapon on your timepiece? It was really sharp too! Not a little, innocent, I-also-may-be-a-miniature-pair-of-scissors-knife, no; this was a wicked golden blade of fury.

"Do you have the time?"

"Oh sure let me just reach in my pocket here IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO GET STABBED MOFO!"