poetry pick

maggie and milly and mollie and may
- E.E. Cummings

maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles, and

milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and

may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lost (like a you or a me)
It's always ourselves we find in the sea.

eye candy

i am loving the work of maxwell holyoke-hirsch. for some reason, it just completely fits my mood right now.

yes.

top ten things we'll miss about him

what to focus on in 2009

indeed. 

by marc johns

just what i needed this morning...

please note parent panda's expression both before and after baby sneeze.

overheard, part I

while buying spring term books, at the bookstore, from a 2L:

"Every time I go book shopping for classes, I seriously consider dropping out of law school."


um... yup.