Inchoate babbling about bilingualism.

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Investigative web reporter Michele uncovered a plot to give the eleventh of September a really stupid new name. This is a bad idea for a number of reasons, most of which Michele outlines in her post. My question, basically, for the proponents of “God Bless America Day” is, why does it need a new name at all? It’s not like it happened on 11 July or something, in which case people would be confused and think you were talking about a convenience store. And “911” has the extra “emergency number” bonus, in the USA at least.

Honestly, how many of you thought “God Bless America” when you first saw the televised images of the burning, then collapsing, WTC? For Pete’s sake. If you want to rename it, name it after what most of us thought when we saw that and call it Holy Fucking Shit Day.

Gamma has her own pie cherry tree in our back yard. A friend gave it to us when she was born. It’s nearly as tall as the swingset now, we get enough cherries to make a couple pies. She gets a bang out of it because it’s her tree. Yesterday enough were ripe and she helped us pick.

Unfortunately, she was wearing white pants, but I suppose her grandmother will be able to get them clean again. When we finished, she had a large clear Tupperware bowl full of cherries shiny clean from rains the day before and glowing in the bright evening sun. My memory is mostly monochrome with spots of vivid color, and that is one of the spots now. The batteries to my digital camera were dead, so I have to describe it here.

The way that red stood out against the green grass and her white pants and big smile. The skin of these cherries was translucent, so they both reflected the light, and glowed from within. She was so happy.

paella and cigars

(medium-length journalentry/poem about visiting a friend in newark a long time ago)

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three crazy bitches in the department store

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There is $6 trillion worth of oil in the Caspian Sea. Isn’t that strange?

[Via my good friend Paul, who I'm visiting in two or three weeks.]