Monday, June 30, 2003
Monday
Why does the cherub pee in the pool?
Normally I’d be just getting out of Tae Kwon Do at this time, on this day, but I’ve damaged some tendons in my hand. It finally doesn’t really hurt to type, but I have to abstain from practice for a while.
Abstaining is never fun.
I am watching the completely bizarro (Derek Jarman, 1979) version of The Tempest and after seeing Prospero’s Books (Peter Greenaway, 1982) in college, I firmly believe these are the results of people trying to outweird each other.
Challenge my intellectual fortitude: Why does the cherub pee in the pool?
