• Gustav means "staff of the Goths." It's a little Swedish, a little German, and the name taken by six kings. Very powerful. Everyone gets it this time, I think. As I obsessively watch the Weather Channel and CNN, the empty streets are a good sign. While nothing involving more than two people can ever be perfect, the New Orleans evacuation plan appears to have systematically done what it was supposed to - evacuate. The news is scattered with stories of folks who've decided to hang on, ride the thing out, but the pre-Katrina bravado seems to be missing. Many of those choosing to stay are doing so because they feel there is no other choice.

    It must be an eerie moment looking out across a silenced French Quarter as the wind begins whistling down the alleys. And the waiting for what happens after. There's that.

    Tomorrow I'll go find a sandbag or four and try to shore up a low back patio. Gustav's gift to Arkansas will be a long arm of torrential rain - we'll see if it's a hug or a slap across the face tomorrow.

    In the meantime, Africa is throwing off storms like warm-up pitches into the Atlantic. I hope Hanna and Ike swing wide and to the right, because folks on the coast have probably lost their sense of humor.

    Tomorrow I'll sandbag and watch the news and the Perfect Grandson will draw a winner for the Ultimate Shelf-Cleaning Book Giveaway. Tonight I'm busy throwing a little Good Juju abracadabra down to Nawlins, even though I throw like a girl. Let's hope Gustav does, too.

  • areyoukiddingme



    In deference to your age, Senator, and with the highest regard for your military service, I'll keep this clean and brief.

    All women are not alike, and they aren't interchangeable. I'll admit that when we were little girls, some of us popped off Barbie's head and swapped it around with Skipper's body. Maybe even Midge's, you know, just for fun. But we knew it wasn't real. Barbie was always Barbie and Midge, well, she had freckles.


    Please understand if we're completely, utterly, hopelessly insulted.

    Warm regards,

    Every Woman Who's Ever Drawn Breath
    Since Seneca Falls
  • Please note the snazzy torn Office Depot receipt. I'm not tacky, I'm recycling.

    The Perfect Grandson was in a bit of a mood tonight, and an early bedtime kept him from the draw again. No problem. His fatigued mom did the honors. She takes great pains in the actual art of choosing winners - wrapping them into tight little balls, shaking them up over and over, closing her eyes - that sort of thing. Folks over here just love surprises, even if it's someone else's. Hell of a way to spend a Friday night.

    That means Lex the Mom wins Passions of the Mind, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe, and Angels and Demons. What a combo, Lex, and congratulations! Check my Blogger profile for my email and shoot me your address.

    Speaking of shooting addresses. I'm behind in mailing a winner or two. Yes I am. I have no good excuse except to say the Post Office isn't on my way to anything and I've been in Serious Summer Relaxation Mode. Regardless, school and my forward motion to get things done begin this week and there will be catch-up all 'round. Look out.

    So we begin again. I've added a few new ditties, none of which follow any theme at all. Helter Skelter, like my summer. Please remember that I only ship to the lower 48. Deadline is August 31. Then we'll start all over again.

    Choose THREE FREE BOOKS from the list:

    Mr. Sammler's Planet, Saul Bellow (HC)
    Little Big Man, Thomas Berger (HC)
    Memoirs of a Geisha, Arthur Golden (PB)
    Leaving Cold Sassy, Olive Ann Burns (HC)
    Evelina, Fanny Burney (PB)
    The Sound and the Fury / As I Lay Dying / Sanctuary / Intruder in the Dust (all in one big volume), William Faulkner (HC)
    Death of a Confederate Colonel: Civil War Stories and a Novella, Pat Carr (PB)
    The Teachings of Don B., Donald Barthelme (HC)
    Possession, A.S. Byatt (PB)
    The Life of Samuel Johnson, James Boswell (PB)
    The Silence of the LLano , Rudolpho Anaya (PB)
    Divining Women, Kaye Gibbons (PB)
    Lucky Jim, Kingsly Amis (PB)
    Brother Odd, Dean Koontz (HC)
    Odd Hours, Dean Koontz (HC)
    Daisy Fay and the Miracle Man, Fannie Flagg (PB)
    Until I Find You, John Irving (PB)
    Cat's Eye,Margaret Atwood (HC)
    Bastard Out of Carolina, Dorothy Allison (PB)
    Blue Diary, Alice Hoffman (HC)
    I am Anastasia;: The Autobiography of the Grand-Duchess of Russia , Roland Krug von Nidda, translated from the German by Oliver Coburn, 1958 (HC)
    Don Juan, Byron (HB)
    Neverwhere, Neil Gaiman (PB)
    The Rector of Justin, Louis Auchincloss (HC)
    Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson (PB)
    Certain Things Last: The Collected Short Stories of Sherwood Anderson (HC)
    False Gods, Louis Auchincloss (HC)
    Manhattan Transfer, John Dos Passos (ancient PB)

    Remember - these are used books. They're not meant to look like new because they've been loved and actually read. They're free. Who cares if they're perfect.

    Help a girl out - choose some free books.

  • ...is you can write on almost anything. I've been digging through some so-so poems and surgically removing keeper lines here and there. In the middle of this, I got a package in the mail filled with all manner of clipped bits from old magazines. Add to this my house full of typewriters and there you go. Now the keepers have someplace to go and all is right in the world.

    It takes so little to make me happy. I mean that.

    They're impossible to read as-is, so click on each one to make it bigger.




    The other thing about a typewriter is that you can't correct anything, so all typos are "beauty marks."
  • Well, I've been on Ebay again. And look what I found...this is a tee-ninsy woman's address book - just 1 3/4" by 2 1/2". It literally fits in the palm of my hand and is so shiny/classy I almost feel like a dimestore starlet. The button beside the letters slides up and down, and when I push the little cigarette case-like button on the bottom the book opens up to just that page. This little address-keeper has no scribbling in it whatsover, and a 1955 calendar on the back of each page. An unwanted gift, maybe, from a beau she didn't love. Or the one who couldn't buy her something better.

    His name might have been Roger, or Jim, or Richard - nothing dashing enough, really, for her to write in the little book. Maybe the gift was a disappointment, a decision made, not enough. After she left him outside the door, she may have tucked it away in a scarf drawer with the other almost-but-not-quite things from perfectly nice gentlemen who wore the wrong hats or didn't quite manage to shine their shoes. Another trinket from a fellow working behind a counter instead of a desk.

    I'm sure he knew she was too good for him. He knew when she opened the box.

    And he was such a nice one, too. Awfully sweet. That's why she didn't have the heart to throw it away or fill it up with other men's addresses. It's a heavy guilt saying no to a worthy man who falls short in ways you're ashamed to admit matter. But they did matter.

    Oh my.

    It's mine now - the address book and the story. Whether it's true or not doesn't matter - it's true enough.

  • Since I've been banging around doing almost nothing for the past few days, there might as well be something to show for all of it. Get yourself to Wordle.net immediately and make some of these. All you have to do is copy and paste a little text and voila.


    I just copied and pasted my "Lucy has a Vagrant Heart" poem into the Wordle creator. You can make so many changes to color and form and such. Here's "At the Hillcrest," my dragonfly-infestation poem:


    I'm still playing round with it a bit, but you do have to know how to screencapture to turn these into .jpg or .pngs. They give you a sweet little piece of html so you can place these forever on your blog or site, but they are small.

    No go make one and leave me a link so I can find your Wordle.

  • We have another winner! Sadly, this week's winner wasn't chosen by The Perfect Grandson. He had a big day at Playworld slinging plastic balls and fell out on me, so that girl over at Generation Y'all did the drawing. From a bandaid box. I realize there's a certain artististic mystery completely lost in that, and I'm sorry. Big Boy will be rolling the dice next time. Our winner Karen gets the Brautigan (which is all in one volume), No Country for Old Men (which she'll read in two hours), and Babel Tower. Stunning picks and congratulations!

    Oh, the books. And I'm not nearly through the shelves AT ALL. Beyond that, there are the forty boxes in the garage. I can't think about that right now.

    So we're off again. Be sure to leave a comment here with your three book choices, because on August 15th The Perfect Grandson will once again rake his little fingers around the salad bowl and this time it just might be you. Free books. Is there anything better -that doesn't require a blood test of some sort? Of course not.
    Please be sure you're located in the lower 48, because shipping has become monstrous. So has everything else. It's all for a good cause, though, and that means getting the books out of my house and into yours. I've added a few new titles just to keep you going.

    Choose three books from the list:

    Mr. Sammler's Planet, Saul Bellow (HC)
    Little Big Man, Thomas Berger (HC)
    Memoirs of a Geisha, Arthur Golden (PB)
    Leaving Cold Sassy, Olive Ann Burns (HC)
    Passion of the Mind, A.S. Byatt (HC)
    Evelina, Fanny Burney (PB)
    The Sound and the Fury / As I Lay Dying / Sanctuary / Intruder in the Dust (all in one big volume), William Faulkner (HC)
    Death of a Confederate Colonel: Civil War Stories and a Novella, Pat Carr (PB)
    The Teachings of Don B., Donald Barthelme (HC)
    Possession, A.S. Byatt (PB)
    The Life of Samuel Johnson, James Boswell (PB)
    The Silence of the LLano , Rudolpho Anaya (PB)
    Divining Women, Kaye Gibbons (PB)
    Lucky Jim, Kingsly Amis (PB)
    Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle-Stop Cafe, Fannie Flagg (PB)
    Daisy Fay and the Miracle Man, Fannie Flagg (PB)
    Until I Find You, John Irving (PB)
    Cat's Eye,Margaret Atwood (HC)
    Angels and Demons, Dan Brown (PB)
    Bastard Out of Carolina, Dorothy Allison (PB)
    Blue Diary, Alice Hoffman (HC)
    I am Anastasia;: The Autobiography of the Grand-Duchess of Russia , Roland Krug von Nidda, translated from the German by Oliver Coburn, 1958 (HC)
    Don Juan, Byron (HB)
    The Rector of Justin, Louis Auchincloss (HC)
    Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson (PB)
    Three Lives, Louis Auchincloss (HC)
    False Gods, Louis Auchincloss (HC)
    Manhattan Transfer, John Dos Passos (ancient PB)


    Remember - these are used books. They're not meant to look like new because they've been loved and actually read. They're free. Who cares if they're perfect.

    Help a girl out - choose some free books.
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