Jul 20, 10:08 PM

well ok then

No purchases of my etsy photos. I'm not sure what that means. bad photos or people don't like photos. or people may like photos but people don't buy photos. or hard times. whatever, it's still fun.

I went to my parent's house this weekend and took a bunch more photos of flowers. I just can't help myself. Perhaps in the fall I'll take a bunch of photos of colored leaves and pumpkins. I'm sure I will.

Mark's grandmother had her 80th birthday party in Creston, IL, which I believe is a town home to about seven people. It was sunny and hot, however, bocce ball (redundant?) was played. Not by me. For some reason just the men played the bocce while the women chatted in the shade. I did play throw the bag of sand into a hole. That was fun. I'm not too bad, really. Mark's talent for aiming games is rubbing off on me.

I gave grandma melted dark chocolate bars and a framed print of flowers.

We saw the new Batman today. Could Christian Bale be any finer? He's my age. I've crushed on him since we were both 12 and he starred in Empire of the Sun. We've grown up together. He'll always be my first love. Screw you Wil Wheaton! Poor Wil Wheaton. He needs a good acting job already. If it were up to me.... but it never is. Anyway, I thought it was a fine movie. Christopher Nolan directs a good Batman.

I should have gone to Chicago and broke into the comedy scene there through Second City. Then I'd be on SNL by now.

Or maybe not.

But according to my mom's friend, Judy, I could have. I coulda been a (comedy) contender.

But instead I went to USF and saw Morrissey concerts rather than studying for tests.

And then I went to Illinois State and had a nervous breakdown.

And then I transferred to Iowa and drank coffee and made short films and met my husband.

Different story but a good story.

I don't know why I'm rambling today. Pensive? Period? Too much caffeine?

Today I still drink coffee. Today I don't write any poetry (thank god, right?). Today I blog and take photos and raise a little girl and get wrapped up in mental health stuff and listen to They Might be Giants sing about the ABCs and watch a lot of basic cable and read detective books and eat too many carbs and live in a cute rental with lots of IKEA furniture and love my new hometown and still want to grow up to be a writer.

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