did you know?

Daffodils can speak.

They wait, stranded in the fresh spring earth, begging for a one on one. With the kiddo. What do they say to her? They beg; beg, she says, to come home with her just for the privilige of joining the other pilfered posies sitting in a vase on the kitchen counter of our place, all of them aquired one by one after our long walks.

Because beautifying the grounds of the complex where we live isn’t good enough.

Sigh.

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3 Responses to “did you know?”


  1. 1 Doktor Holocaust April 24, 2008 at 5:46 pm

    when I was little and took long walks with my grandmother, I’d often stop to pick up certain translucent white rocks called Lucky Stones. always. every walk. I just thought they were neat rocks.

    Years later, in a novel I read (“Choke” by chuck palahniuk) there’s a guy in 12-step-program who takes long walks and brings home a big heavy rock from each walk to represent another day without a fix. He says he wants to have something to show for his time and effort. after a while, he inherits some land and uses his rocks to build a house.

    As I sit there with nothing to show for the past four days (it’s already thursday!?!? wow) except receipts for groceries that have already been consumed, i can[t help but think that maybe I shoulda stopped to pick a few flowers as well.

  2. 2 petitmuse April 25, 2008 at 12:54 am

    At one certain grocery store, the kiddo always stops and hands me a white rock from the landscaping, then picks one out for herself. Later, it ends up in Harold’s fishbowl.

    Love Chuck. Love him.

  3. 3 Doktor Holocaust April 26, 2008 at 7:18 am

    kids seem instinctively drawn to those white stones. the translucent ones have a lot of quartz in them. it’s weird. i still have some in my apartment somewhere, picked up years ago.

    chuck has been a source of weirdness in my life lately. not just as in he writes bizarro fiction, but as in weird things happen to me when I talk about or read one of his books. at one point, I made a reference to Lullaby that an ex-girlfriend interpreted as a death threat. At a different point as I sat reading Choke in the office cafeteria, a strange woman (well, she seemed normal, but i don’t know her and it’s weird for women I don’t know to approach me for any reason) approached me to talk about cynical authors and reccomended some japanese author whose name I can’t remember.

    so: lullaby scares exes, choke attracts the ladies… i wonder what would happen if i sat in the same spot reading Survivor? or maybe that new one about porn actors he has coming out next month, “Snuff”?

    only way to find out is the hard way. i believe the time for experimentation has begun.


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