Tolkein and Indigo
This week I feel as though I am one step behind the rest of the world. I can’t seem to fully wake up all day. I am off to soak in some hot springs with my mother. Let’s hope we don’t kill each other.
I have been enjoying the last season (the agony!) of Six Feet Under on dvd. Highlights so far:
1) Billy Chenowith off his meds exclaiming, “I am tired of living every moment as if I am inside a giant Xeroxed fucking cotton ball!”
2) Claire’s song about the panty hose.
Yesterday I ducked in the campus bookstore to escape the sudden rainstorm and I witnessed a typical scene of exhausted mother screaming at her children, except that the children were named Tolkein and Indigo. Twin boys. “Tolkein! Indigo! Get your asses over here now!