Remember those fun riddles of childhood? "Two fathers and two sons go fishing. Every person catches a fish, but only three are caught. How does that work?" Well, here is another one: 4 people live in apartment #2, but I have 5 roommates.
Answer? I'll let you work it out.
I'll just introduce them: Ginette, the master of the em dash; Melissa, the constant worker-outer-social-butterfly; Wendy, the Brit Lit master mind who, I have to admit, is always right (especially about federal holidays and movie actors); Lynn, the graceful modern dancing, bread making muse who is, as John Mayer says, truly bigger than her body; and Rob, the "I'll do it" man who will try just about anything with a good attitude, including a 22 mile bike ride on a dying bike and a delicacy involving rabbit. These are most of the main characters in my play, the people who color my lens of the world and spice my intellectual Top Ramen. They validate, challenge, laugh, cry, sing, tease, and help me remember at the end of a long work day that life is a difficult but savory delight.
I'd apologize for always being right . . . but that wouldn't be right. ;)
ReplyDeleteWas this post an effort to temper your complement currency? I think you may have just masked them with a different flavor, my friend. I think after your previous update, all posts should be markedly negative or neutral for at least a week! :)
ReplyDeleteAh ha! Good point - but it's ok, as I will probably post nothing (esp. nothing positive) for a couple of weeks. :)
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