harrumph! still crazy

monday, july 16

O for 6

So, when I was eighteen, I sat down and wrote a letter to myself, to open on the eve of my thirtieth birthday. At the age of thirty, I thought I was 1 for 6. How things change. I found the letter today while digging through the detritus the last decade.

30/7/82

Things to be accomplished by the age of thirty

1) Find a good job in the urban planning field. This means that I shall have to do well at Waterloo!
2) Get married - to someone that I love and cherish!
3) Have a child - The mother instinct coming out!
4) Knit a sweater - If I start now I should be finished on the eve of my thirtieth birthday!
5) Plant a tree to be in harmony with nature.
6) Start a Book!

Knit a sweater? What was I thinking? The letter was typed on an IBM Selectric, using the foofy script font, at my summer job as a temp receptionist at the law firm of Hughes Laishley Touhey & Sigouin. I really should annotate this list for your enjoyment.

Um, no. Sit down an write yourself a letter to be read at some point in the future. I dare you.

I also found my "Suckster" membership (#501) and condom. Who would use a Suck condom? That's just asking for trouble.

Ghosts are haunting harrumph! this evening.

Whoa! A flood of book recommendations. I'm going to sort through them all in the next couple of days and post them, lest you find yourself at a loose end book wise. Thanks to everyone who responded. You're very well read.

James Luckett, Otto, detail, 2000.

Yesterday? Big yellow taxi.

Bread and pears

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