Hello 13 Thursday
1. Lately I’ve been calling my blog my writer’s Petrie dish.
2. Some people are getting serious about leaving poems on my answering machine, especially my friend Mara. In answer to my instructions that say “Speak in rhyme if you’re so inclined,” she’s been leaving me long sonnets.
3. Her latest message, “Sonnet for the Lunar Eclipse,” goes: A brilliant fruit gulped in the mouth of sky … my shadow can see clearly all the light placed suddenly between the moon and I … Stars pulled out of the pockets of night … The moon will rise at six and we will try to grasp the shade as it returns to light … and more.
4. A Floyd Museletter subscriber (the monthly newsletter I co-edit) just submitted a sonnet for next month’s issue titled: An Old-fashioned Sonnet On the Event of Stubbing My Toe on a Concrete Block upon which Was Displayed an Inscribed Date.”
5. Mara began her last message like this: This poem is for Colleen … who over the weekend could be seen … standing on a chair … over there at the Café Del Sol. SEE for yourself.
6. Research has shown that women are more communicative than men. Maybe that explains why the majority of commenters on my blog are women.
7. But men may be friendlier. In Floyd, it’s customary to wave when you pass another car while driving, even if you don’t know who the driver is and especially while driving on back roads. I’ve noticed that men wave more often than women.
8. Yesterday, while driving home from grocery shopping in town, I passed our mailman and waved to him. As I waved, I was thinking that the bulk of his job this week is probably delivering cards to the families of the little three year old boy who captured the hearts of Floydians and beyond and who sadly passed away from complications of a brain tumor last week.
9. Don’t let THIS happen to you.
10. I asked my husband what “base jumping” was. I thought he answered: “Jumping off a mountain with a pair of shoes.” We were watching the movie “The Last Holiday” and the characters were getting ready to base jump. As the scene unfolded, I became irritable because I couldn’t see how they were going to do it. “I don’t understand. I’ve never heard of this! How are their shoes going to help them get down there?” I complained. Then they jumped and a parachute opened and I realized that Joe had said, “jumping off a mountain with a “parachute” and not with a “pair of shoes.”
11. I got an email from a blogger at “Mind on Fire” letting me know that he had posted (bottom of the page) a poem I wrote about meditation, which originally appeared in the We’moon date book this year. The blog is a refreshing discovery, self-described as “a religion rehab clinic, a frontier land where critical believers can explore doubt and compassionate atheists can experiment with spirituality.”
12. I, on the other hand, do care how Anna Nicole (and her son) died. I just don’t care to see the hotel room it happened in, and I don’t want to hear about what designer clothes she was wearing when she was buried.
13. It’s 3 days till Daylight Saving time. Do you know where your extra hour is (going)?
Thursday headquarters is here. My other 13’s are here. View more 13 Thursday’s here. This is TT #72.
March 7th, 2007 10:48 pm
Hey… I’ve been under the radar for a bit but I liked your 13 this week, especially number 12. I wrote about Anna Nicole last week… she was important to me when I was younger and I was sad when she died, but really irritated by all the media hoopla over the whole thing.
March 7th, 2007 11:00 pm
Hehe, great sonnet start there… and I know that my blog seems like a mental petri dish sometimes! 🙂 It still amazes me that the powers that be need “research” to prove women are more communicative than men! 🙂
March 7th, 2007 11:34 pm
I’m with you on #12. I think it’s suspicious that they won’t release her cause of death.
And also #13. I can’t wait for daylight savings time. I’m so glad it’s a month earlier this year.
March 7th, 2007 11:47 pm
women are more communicative than men. its so hard to get my husband to express himself, sometime i think i should sign up for a mind reading class. and yet, he’ll wave to everyone as we drive down the country road that his parents live on. craziness.
great list. happy TT
March 8th, 2007 2:33 am
I love sonnets and admire people who can just improvise one in a second!!
Loved the “high five” video, some people are maybe born like that?? poor guy!
Europe still has another 2 weeks until Daylight Saving time and I will miss that one hour for weeks!!!
Happy thirteening!
March 8th, 2007 3:48 am
this was great fun to read. i am still laughing at number 10!
March 8th, 2007 4:30 am
Terrific Thursday Thirteen!
My TT is posted.
Have a wonderful day!
Happy TT’ing!
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Raggedy
March 8th, 2007 7:40 am
What a great sonnet your friend left on your message!
I think that most bloggers are women and I think we are the more comminicative gender without a doubt…about feelings, details when recounting experiences…everything.
March 8th, 2007 8:05 am
I like the idea of leaving poems on your answering machine. Though my friends aren’t that creative. I wrote a limerick while driving through Limerick, Ireland once. “There once was a girl and her friend, who drove through Ireland. We flew on Aer Lingus, cuz they said they’d bring us, and had some craic (Gaelic for fun) ’til the end.”
March 8th, 2007 9:12 am
I love mishearing things or making believe I do…cracks me up 🙂
That high five looks like it was filmed in Boston 🙂
March 8th, 2007 9:34 am
I care how they died. But, I do not like all the callousness in the reporting. I wish they would let her rest in peace.
My hour? I want to hoard it all to myself with my journal. Contemplating and communicating with all the unknown parts of myself.
March 8th, 2007 11:28 am
I used to record long electronically-produced greetings for my answering machine. Usually by the end where the “beep” is, people were speechless.
March 8th, 2007 11:36 am
wow, that High Five was offbeat and funny.
I’m glad you mentioned DST. Didn’t know we were nearly there.
Mara sure adds a lot of life to life.
March 8th, 2007 12:21 pm
Blue Mountain Alumni Association
Where are they all,
Those boys of summer, those heroes?
You can’t go back and talk with them.
Like soldiers of a forgotten war
They are gone from this place.
March 8th, 2007 12:34 pm
Ah innocence, A poem left on my blog like those on my answering machine. I think you’ve given me an idea. I should hold a poetry comment contest. Your comment also made me feel nostalgic for those wild Blue Mountian rat-tailed little boys I once knew.
March 8th, 2007 2:05 pm
I love the title of the sonnet, and the description for religion rehab. My fave part of High Five is the Michigan joke.
I played today. 🙂
~S
March 8th, 2007 2:30 pm
I’ve lived in many small communities where the men would tip their hats to the ladies and everyone would acknowledge you on the streets…It was such a small town that people figured if they didn’t know you they probably knew someone in your family.
March 8th, 2007 3:27 pm
How delightful to be left rhymes on your answering machine. That is so neat!
Even in Canada daylight saving comes into effect this coming weekend. This is the earliest ever for us. Before we always had to wait until the first weekend in April. I love the idea of brighter evenings.
March 8th, 2007 4:07 pm
There’s a writing exercise you might like doing at my blog:
http://susanmc.blogspot.com/
It’s called “I Am From”. You may have done it before.
I’ll leave you a cheezyrhyme…
Colleen, o cyberfriend of mine, your Friday 13 is mighty fine!
Susan
March 8th, 2007 4:51 pm
Number 9 is hilarious and the guy that doesn’t get the “High Five” looks so much like Rick…..don’t ya think?
March 8th, 2007 5:51 pm
My extra hour resides in my bed, waiting for me. I hope to meet up with it in the fall. I could use an extra hour of zzzz’s.
March 8th, 2007 6:45 pm
He has a Red Sox B for Boston on his hat too! He does look like, Rick and the whole thing is like something Josh and his friends would do.
March 8th, 2007 8:19 pm
Uh! We “spring” forward, Colleen, I don’t know where my extra hour will be because we don’t get an extra hour; we lose one. I prefer the “fall back”.
March 8th, 2007 8:49 pm
This is where my directional dyslexia kicks in. I know we lose an hour. I’m asking do you know where your hour is that we’re about to lose. Keep your eye on it because it could soon be gone!
March 8th, 2007 11:24 pm
The mnost surprising and shocking thing about your TT today is that Daylight Saving’s time is in THREE DAYS!!!! LOL!! Arrrgh! Isn’t it very early this year?
Yes, I am not interested in Anna Nicole Smith’s designer clothes either and I am really appalled by the media blkitz on this situation and all the other Brittany Spears/Lindsey Lohan’ etc…That we keep seeing on so called “news” programs….ENOUGH!
March 8th, 2007 11:58 pm
I wasn’t able to get to your “I Am From” with the link you left. I’d really like to read it. 🙂
Susan
March 9th, 2007 12:18 am
Let’s try this: http://looseleafnotes.com/notes/a_poem_where_im_from/
If this doesn’t work you can access it on my category sidebar under “A Poem: Where I’m From.” I’m still thinking about yours!
March 9th, 2007 8:32 am
My dad is one of those “wavers” like most men here. I do the “hi” nod (throw the head back quickly) while driving in Patrick but no where else!
Does anyone ever leave you dirty limericks? Might make for an exciting start to the day!
March 9th, 2007 9:02 am
most of my commenters are women also. that’s interesting.
March 9th, 2007 9:36 am
No one has left me dirty limericks but Mrs. Pickle recently told a wild one while doing her stand-up routine!
March 10th, 2007 10:33 am
Aren’t we losing an hour? That always makes me sad. Lost time. But I am looking forward to the longer days, and sunlight well into the eventide.
March 13th, 2007 11:43 am
I agree with you on #7, many more men than women wave back, the whole waving to people you don’t know is one of my favorite things about this place we call home!