Today's random bibliomancy

Elders

 

we have been here so short a time

and we pretend that we have invented memory

 

we have forgotten what it is like to be you

who do not remember us

 

we remember imagining that what survived us

would be like us

 

and would remember the world as it appears to us

but it will be your eyes that will fill with light

 

we kill you again and again

and we turn into you

 

eating the forests

eating the earth and the water

 

and dying of them

departing from ourselves

 

leaving you the morning

in its antiquity

 

          –W.S. Merwin

 

Today is a “kill the cat” day.  I went to bed late last night.  But Merlin decided that he needed to purr passive-aggressively at about 1:30.  I couldn’t get him to stop.  I pounded on him…he purred.  I’d push him off the bed, and he’d jump right back up and start to purr again.  Rusty chainsaws have nothing on his purr.  Arghhhh!  And I’d been sleeping so well before that.  Little bastard!  So this one made me laugh today…in a bitter, ironic sort of way.

 

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I believe that it has been mentioned at various times and places that the Gods have a sense of humor.  Well, it was confirmed yet again this morning.  Yes, They have a sense of humor, and I am definitely Their plaything.

 

I’ve known for a couple of weeks that I needed to change my left front tire.  It had been low shortly before I left for CA, and I checked the tread, and noticed the edges were looking rather bald.  Since winter driving here in MN can be challenging, I knew I’d have to change it soon.  And because I have all-wheel drive, I knew that I’d have to change both front tires (at least).  So I’d settled with myself that it would be today.  After work.  I’d thought about doing it yesterday, but after I finished all my errands, I couldn’t bear to deal with it.  So.  Today.

 

Then this morning, I get in the car to go to work, and pull out.  Thump. Thump. Thump.  My keen powers of deduction tell me that there’s something wrong.  :)  I get out and look at the tires.  The left front one is OK.  It still needs changing, but it’s OK.  The RIGHT front tire, however, is flatter than a pancake.  All Right.  I GET it.  Today is definitely the day I’m changing the tires.  No.  I really didn’t need the clue-by-four.  I promise.

 

So, I get a kind friend to come over and help me change the tire to the donut…which really means that HE changed the tire for me, because he’s kind that way.  And he followed me to Sears.  So, we found new tires that have pretty much the same tread pattern as the rear ones, they changed the tire and re-aligned the front end.  And I now have new tires.  And the Gods are laughing at me.

 

What a day.