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Wednesday, October 18, 2006

A Snippet, a Fragment, and a Shard

A Snippet: I have a photo tucked in a box of my brother on the top of a car after winning a demolition derby. He climbed out of the window. And stood on top of the car. In a tux. And in the mud pit of stopped cars with wisps of radiator steam, he is frozen in time.

A Fragment: In Mali, I went down the hall to take a much needed shower. And turned the skeleton key. Refreshed, I found I could not get out of the bathroom. I jiggled the key. I turned. And turned and turned and turned. I yoohooed. Nothing. Nobody. I had a mini-breakdown leaning against the door. I came up with a plan. I’d climb through the window, toss myself onto the dusty street, and then come into the driveway of the hotel. I whipped the window open, and there were bars. The only way out was the door. Determination. Set. In. And in a frustrating half hour, I freed myself from the prison bathroom to meet the evil man I wrote about a few days ago. Maybe karma was trying to keeping me safe and locked in the bathroom away from him.

A Shard: I’m reading The Butterfly Hunter, about people with jobs way off the beaten path, and there’s a chapter about this woman living here in Wisconsin. She’s a big, burly, tattooed grandmother who competes at lumberjack competitions. Oh, yeah. Love it.

7 Comments:

Blogger Maggie said...

The image of your brother is comical. Why was he wearing a tuxedo? I do love the way you say, "he is frozen in time". Like that moment forever is your connection and personification of your love for him. I was reading between the lines, so ignore me if I'm way off base here. Sentimental me.

It's always best when your bathroom karma is a good type. In this situation I would say it was of the positive nature. Guy and all.

I like the way you laid out this post.

8:46 PM  
Blogger jen said...

yoohooing in mali. i love it. and how interesting, what the universe was saying to you then.

11:19 PM  
Blogger Domestic Slackstress said...

Sometimes your posts are chilling. The bathroom part, you guessed it, sent shivers down my spine, to beat a timeworn cliche. Seriously, you can write, mama. Don't stop for anyone, EVER! I hope I'm that bad-ass when I'm a seasoned matriarch/grandma.

11:53 PM  
Blogger Susan as herself said...

That WI grandmother sounds like a fascinating woman!

10:25 AM  
Blogger St. Dickeybird said...

Great images!
I know I've read your blog before, but it seems so unfamiliar now?
Hopefully I'll have a couple of quiet hours now - I'm fascinated!

12:51 PM  
Blogger Lightning Bug's Butt said...

When I watched my first lumberjack competition, I realized I'd missed my calling.

2:35 PM  
Blogger Thailand Gal said...

The Wisconsin grandmother would be fascinating! That sounds like a book to put on the list. I am so very attracted to people who walk off the beaten path, who are willing to live their inner selves without fear of anything from the outside! While I will never be burly and never have more than just a few tattoos, I admire her already! :)

Thailand Gal

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5:50 PM  

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