Let’s dance

1 April 2008 | Leave a Comment

We’re fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance.
Japanese proverb

My dancing debut is Saturday, April 5. Two shifts: 6:30 - 7:00 pm, and 7:30 - 8:00 pm. I’ll dance the first Saturday of every month for the foreseeable future, although I’m not entirely sure that I’ll have the same shifts every time. We’ll see.

A reminder of the pertinent details:

  • Neighbor’s nightclub on Capitol Hill in Seattle.
  • $10 cover
  • Coat check provided, $1 per item, and tip the coat check dude, he’s a sweetie.

It can get crowded, but please let me know you’re there!

I am so excited!

What’s your story?

7 March 2008 | 2 Comments

Have you heard of six-word memoirs? They’re in full swing over at SMITH Magazine (which is, by the way, a pretty cool site in general — wow, the human impulse to tell stories…). You can find out more in this New Yorker article, a brilliant marriage of information and demonstration.

I keep trying to come up with my own six-word memoir, but… can’t tell me in six words.

However, today I stumbled across this, and thought, But here I am in 20…

“I am always doing that which I can not do,
in order that I may learn how to do it.” — Pablo Picasso

What’s your story? (And if it’s six words, go tell it to SMITH too!)

Wild and precious life

29 February 2008 | 7 Comments

What will you do with your one wild and precious life? — Mary Oliver

There are moments like being brushed with a feathertip, a soft fleeting understanding that so many things are so much more possible than I let myself believe. That it doesn’t matter whether I get everything I want, but rather that I want things so fiercely that I try to get them. Against the odds. In spite of my limitations. With disregard for what I know to be possible or, gods help me, appropriate. I want to look at my life and constantly marvel at how wild and precious it is, and the only thing appropriate to that is to love and dance and work and live as well as I can in the face of all my private triumphs and despair.

No, I haven’t been drinking. I’ve been feeling.

Plant it

28 January 2008 | 1 Comment

The best time to plant a tree is ten years ago.
The second-best time is now. – Confucius

Other people’s words

8 January 2008 | Leave a Comment

You people and your quaint little categories — Captain Jack Harkness
I ♥ Capt. Jack.

When you can do nothing, what can you do? — Zen koan
Whatever I will.

Knock on the sky and listen to the sound. — more Zen
Speechless.