the soul of a raccoon

Jul 07, 2005 13:22

we can neither imagine an infinite chain of causes and effects nor an unmoved mover who started a finite chain of events, but we can have faith in one, the other, or both.

"You can call me Derek" says...
There it is said
the sage has no name
confusing way
here's here's
we have a certain way
cognitive scheme
in English
like Aristotle's right
person, stuff like that
there are a lots
throughout history
some people think
in any case

In a world where the only rules are the rules of reality television...
I have in mind the memory of one morning when Zach Etticher stood up in front of the bullpen, microphone in hand, and began calling the names of five girls he wished to see in the back after convo...
he lists them
You can imagine my surprise when Zach Etticher got down on one knee on the tile floor of the Lykes Center lobby, opened a jewelry case with two empty slots and three remaining diamond rings, and asked me to marry him!
he proposes
Even with the knowledge that I was his third choice (and that I was still young enough to need parental consent to enter into the contract of marriage) I of course accepted Zach Etticher's proposal. I wouldn't, after all, have wanted him to go through the agony of another rejection. What if the next two girls after me also went on to refuse him?
the courtship proceeds so untraditionally it is verging on Victorian
I was so surprised, in fact, so floored by a marriage proposal from Zach Etticher, that the next memory I have in my mind is of wearing a black cocktail dress and a choker's worth of pearls wondering why I wasn't donning a white gown and veil...
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