<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d7700375540060385938\x26blogName\x3dDon\x27t+have+to+hold+my+hand\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dBLUE\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttps://wbf3.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den_US\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://wbf3.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d-5005378304476329953', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
                               Don't have to hold my hand

                                                                                                                  Just walk with me tonight 

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

11:45 AM - Oi.

Things that blow:

1. Having someone break into your car
2. Having that person steal your camera, your sister's camera, and your ipod
3. Insurance representatives
4. Job hunting
5. Having a bad back at 19
6. Mold in the kitchen sink
7. Making lists of things that blow

| Link

Monday, March 24, 2008

1:28 PM - Democratize the Meast

toothpaste for dinner
toothpastefordinner.com

| Link

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

7:11 PM - Heavenly Bodies

| Link

Thursday, March 6, 2008

10:20 AM - Winter Lambs


Winter Lambs

by Jane Kenyon, from Otherwise

All night snow came upon us
with unwavering intent—
small flakes not meandering
but driving thickly down. We woke
to see the yard, the car and road
heaped unrecognizably.

The neighbors' ewes are lambing
in this stormy weather. Three
lambs born yesterday, three more
expected...
Felix the ram looked
proprietary in his separate pen
while fatherhood accrued to him.
The panting ewes regarded me
with yellow-green, small-
pupiled eyes.

I have a friend who is pregnant—
plans gone awry— and not altogether
pleased. I don't say she should
be pleased. We are creation's
property, its particles, its clay
as we fall into this life,
agree or disagree.

| Link

© William Fletcher 2005 - Powered for Blogger by Blogger Templates

Free Web Site Counter