Would it be subversive…

(just a question, I’m pinched for time) to leave copies of Dr. Seuss’s Sneetches in the waiting rooms of the offices of plastic surgeons? I am sure Seuss wasn’t just contemplating the lengths to which we will alter our very bodies to be slaves to trends, I just think it should be written with a reality television twist to it. Or something.

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Submerged

There aren’t enough hours in the day… and at 10:30 when they’re all finally in bed, lunches are in the refrigerator, dishes in the dishwasher, and the coffee maker set to go off again in eight hours I realize it’s not just a different time zone from everyone I want to call, I am in a different time speed zone. But I am blogging because I am feeling a little bit isolated here. Ok, I’m jumping in, not doing the careful composing and editing that keep me from writing more than one entry every couple weeks in a perfectiionistic paralysis. It’s a mixed thing — on the one hand, life’s so short and there are so many great things I haven’t read yet, that it’s hard to spend much time sorting through poorly...

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