January 29th, 2007

turtle

mmm, cake...what?

We had workshop and slithytove made carrot cake and brought it and I had a Slab.

Oh, yeah, there was some critique, too.

I have another slab of carrot cake waiting for me at home.

Is it time to go home yet?

Mmm, carrot cake.

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Palestrina

Sandburg, "Bath"

Bath


A man saw the whole world as a grinning skull and cross-bones. The rose flesh of life shriveled from all faces. Nothing counts. Everything is a fake. Dust to dust and ashes to ashes and then an old darkness and a useless silence. So he saw it all. Then he went to a Mischa Elman concert. Two hours waves of sound beat on his eardrums. Music washed something or other inside him. Music broke down and rebuilt something or other in his head and heart. He joined in five encores for the young Russian Jew with the fiddle. When he got outside his heels hit the sidewalk a new way. He was the same man in the same world as before. Only there was a singing fire and a climb of roses everlastingly over the world he looked on.

--Carl Sandburg
turtle

BookMunch query

I've been trying to add a book to my BookMooch inventory all day, and despite following instructions and going from two different browsers, this new "moochbar" thing won't work.

Anybody been successful with it yet?

Or know if the old method will be available again?