Unlikely out of time
I have been a dutiful citizen; I spent five hours yesterday at the Middlesex County Courthouse, where around one o'clock it was determined that no further jurors were needed and the rest of us could all go home. According to one interpretation, this means that I got up at a quarter to six for nothing. According to another, at least I wrote two-thirds of a poem while I was there. Next time, however, I am bringing more than four books to read.
My beautiful cousin Tristan made me a card for Hanukkah, which arrived on the seventh night: a menorah made of two handprints in blue paint with yellow candleflames painted at the fingertips, signed with his name right to left, as in Hebrew. I know we all share thirty percent of our DNA with lettuce, but I am glad just to be in the same species as him.
For the fifth night, we held a Hanukkah party. Incredible amounts of latkes were made and consumed by
sharhaun,
fleurdelis28,
wind05,
nineweaving,
ericmvan,
captainbutler,
greyselke, and easily half a dozen others, and we all wound up in front of the fire telling stories (and watching bits of YouTube on my laptop) afterward. Nothing burns like clementine boxes.
And last week, my uncle Thomas came to stay with us for two days on his way to Iraq. He is my father's youngest brother; my parents more or less raised him from the time he was twelve until he went into the army, where he trained as a paratrooper and learned to speak Korean. He has been a civilian for fifteen years. This is not where he should be. Why are so many people still behaving as if this war is normal?
I have cards to write.
My beautiful cousin Tristan made me a card for Hanukkah, which arrived on the seventh night: a menorah made of two handprints in blue paint with yellow candleflames painted at the fingertips, signed with his name right to left, as in Hebrew. I know we all share thirty percent of our DNA with lettuce, but I am glad just to be in the same species as him.
For the fifth night, we held a Hanukkah party. Incredible amounts of latkes were made and consumed by
And last week, my uncle Thomas came to stay with us for two days on his way to Iraq. He is my father's youngest brother; my parents more or less raised him from the time he was twelve until he went into the army, where he trained as a paratrooper and learned to speak Korean. He has been a civilian for fifteen years. This is not where he should be. Why are so many people still behaving as if this war is normal?
I have cards to write.

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I was confused for a minute - "Wait, the Middlesex County Courthouse is a 20 minute walk from my house!"
No, that would be Mass.
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May your uncle return unscathed in mind and body. May the war end now.
Nine
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I know (and unfortunately am on the roads with many others daily) quite a few people who got a lot more than thirty percent.
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Thank you and belatedly likewise!
No, that would be Mass.
Yeah. I would have had to get up a lot earlier otherwise . . .
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It's always depressing when you meet people a salad could outthink . . .
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Amen, amen, amen.
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For the war, or for something I don't know?
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But while I'm raging, I'm also pretty angry about some policy holes. Like the disincentives to work that people getting Disability paychecks have to deal with; and people who can't afford health care having to pay money they don't have for the privilege of not getting health care; and the tangentially related injustice of perfectly intelligent people not getting good jobs because they happened to not be able to afford a college degree (not that I have anyone specific in mind, oh no).
Tell me, did that last paragraph make any sense?
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Also, I really anjoyed the party and the story and food and company. Thank you!
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I don't see why not. The next time we hear from him, I'll ask if he minds.
Thank you!
You're welcome! Thank you for coming!
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Yes. Just angry.
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This is such a dumb comment. Should I take it that you read four books in the space of five hours? For myself, it's a feat I cannot possibly comprehend accomplishing.
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Yes. My brain is like that. And I had nothing else to do.
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