Part one of a story of a week away from my life

Mar 24, 2003 00:43

Today, Elizabeth left.

STOP. REWIND. It is time to digress.

One week ago today Sunday March 16, 2003, I woke up slightly early to go to the Museum of Anthropology and Archeology at the University of Penn. Elizabeth joined my blood relatives and I, which officially began the end of our brief estrangement. It was a nice day and I enjoy that ( Read more... )

war, family, high school, reflection, things that amuse me, center city philadelphia

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darthanakin55 March 25 2003, 19:01:08 UTC
Wow. Nice entry.

I can't even remember what I was doing when my mom told me they'd started dropping missiles. I was probably writing that silly semi-sarcastic letter to Papa John's International, Inc. How utterly and completely boring compared to your straight-from-a-movie-or-some-such-thing moment of music, drama, confusion, propaganda and tap dancing. I can totally picture how it'd be in a movie... the camera keeps cutting between shots of the dancers on stage, showered with bright lights, singing their hearts out, and shots of Elizabeth and Melissa, sitting in the humble, darkened high school auditorium, their president's Southern accent pounding on their eardrums and minds as the music is heard in the distant background. Then, a slowly zooming closeup on the withered "freedom fry"* as Bush speaks: "...We will pass through this time of peril and carry on the work of peace. We will defend our freedom. We will bring freedom to others. And we will prevail..."

My statement was simply the first thing that came to mind. I guess it fit rather well.

I don't like Portishead as much as Björk.

And Anne Frank: The Musical. Ha.

And your description of the woman with passion for ancient fashion (I didn't mean to make that rhyme, honestly) strongly reminds me of the woman who gave us (my family and me) a tour of Fonthill. She fondly referred to Mercer in the present tense, as though he was a good friend, alive and well. Though slightly creepy, it was "endearing," and it was nice to see her happy in her old age.
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* You might have seen or heard of this, but: "In protest of France's opposition to a U.S. war on Iraq, the U.S. Congress' cafeteria has changed 'french fries' and 'french toast' to 'freedom fries' and 'freedom toast.' Afterwards, the congressmen were so pleased with themselves, they all started 'freedom kissing' each other. In a related story, in France, American cheese is now referred to as 'idiot cheese.'" --Tina Fey, Weekend Update

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