five thousand shades of blue
Wednesday, January 02, 2002
January 1st is always the day to buy calendars, because most bookstores put them on sale for 50% off. If you wait too long, though, the good ones will be gone. For the café counter, we passed over the Dilbert desktop page-a-day for
The Onion: Dispatches from the Tenth Circle. Appropriately enough, today's is a StatShot, "Remaining Unregistered Internet Domain Names" (though probably as a result of that StatShot, at least one of them now is -- really, how could anyone resist ""?). To train myself to use a weekly planner again, I got the
Worst-Case Scenario 2002 Survival Calendar.
And for home, the
Magnetic Poetry calendar. This one actually spurred a cleaning frenzy, turning the fridge door back into a
tabula rasa for new poems. The ones that were there had been for a long time, and were taking up the entirety of the available space. We wrote our favourite ones down on paper and then decided an infusion of new words would be good. I had found about at Goodwill for Andra one year for Christmas and we'd only put up two of them. So now we're all set to be poetic, even if it is on the fridge door. It was a good way to start the new year.
is
this just not enough…?
