2004-10-12 - 11:27 a.m.

a moment of silence, please, for one mr. christopher reeve.
i, for one, am quite heartbroken. if ever there was a hero, he was it, no matter what kind of chair he sat in or what role he played.
it's sad, really, to see these bright lights of humanity pass away as i age. henri cartier-bresson, richard avedon, gregory peck, mr. rogers, and now, christopher reeve. different in their own rights, really, but still, all amazing people and quite impressive humanitarians in their own ways.
truthfully, though, i'm mostly wallowing for mr. reeve.
* * *
i guess i ought to go on to other matters. jim and i did something so wonderful this weekend that i'm still riding a bit of a high.
we went down to the humane society and walked their dogs! we met the most wonderful personalities. those of you who talk to me on a daily basis know that i've been ogling these dogs for adoption at the shelter every single day think about adopting one...but it helps to be able to go see them and spend some time with them. what's amazing about these dogs is that they are so happy to see you and go for a walk with them, despite the fact that most of these dogs have been beaten and abused. they have such sweet, sweet natures, and are so incredibly wonderfully dispositioned.
we walked charlie brown, who only has four teeth left ("soft treats only, please, i only have four teeth!" reads the sign on the kennel he shares with rocket, a two-blue-eyed siberian husky), rocket, and dwaine and eddie. they were all very very sweet. eddie is entirely blind and bumps into things, but he tries everything at least four times.
it was a lovely fall day.
and much more productive than our usual activity of puppy-looking.
in fact, it's one of the benefits, i think, of living in a small town. you just go and sign up once. you provide them with your driver's lisence number (they don't check if it actually matches or not) and then after that you wander in whenever you want, pick up a leash and a couple of treats, and off you go!
lovely lovely.
i do love living in a small town.
had a lovely long chat with lara on wednesday while i was sick, and i got a lovely package from her full of lovely chocolates and the perfectly sized red leather journal (unlined, thank you very much!) when i came back to work on monday. wonderful! i tried to tell jim tha my birthday lasts an entire month, but he didn't listen. i'm still getting gifts, so it must be true.
actually the whole red journal thing was a little creepy because i was just harping on about how my current book is a little too small to feel like a proper journal, and also about how hard it is to find good unlined journals.
i think lara has found an alien probe lying about somewhere and has telepathed it into my head.
two days 'til i have to go to vegas.
i can't even think about that right now; i'm starving already and can't think much past lunch!

 

 

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