Archive for March, 2005

Poem by Portia Nelson

Wednesday, March 23rd, 2005

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters
by Portia Nelson
1.
I walk down the street.
There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost…..I am helpless;
it isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
2.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t [...]

Breakfast

Tuesday, March 22nd, 2005

Breakfast is only served until 10:30. And that means you have to be at the talky panel before 10:30. If you are in the line at 10:30 and don�t make it to the talky panel, well then, you�re screwed. You can get into the line at 10:17 and be behind a super slow car. They [...]

Intervention

Tuesday, March 22nd, 2005

Joe and I watched this show on Sunday night. Intervention makes me feel like I’m sitting in the room with myself and watching the strange manifestations of mental illness, addiction and the complete inability to see or think clearly. All the people documented in the show are somehow a piece of me ages 5 - [...]

Update: First Day of Spring

Monday, March 21st, 2005

Yea! It’s Spring.
Ty and Anthony won their championship game in the basketball league on Friday.
Saturday was hanging out and *not* going to 15 games and snack-bar rotations due to rain.
It was also Joe’s birthday party night with the kids. They picked out some new shirts for him. We watched ‘The Incredibles’ and ate mac & [...]

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