Hanging

Noticed a TJMax store had never visited before. After five minutes had enough and was waiting for my wife when I noticed a jacket that seemed nice. The price made even more attractive. Fit me perfectly. A Brooks Brother label. Bought it. Not believing my luck checked the label again. It was Brooks Brothers all right. 2004 Spring collection. Imagine! hanging around so many years! My Sleeping Beauty. Home did not have the heart to hang it in the closet. Dropped it on the armchair.

Softly killing

Softly killing everything I love.  For instance the Onion. Haven't leafed one in years. Just following on twitter. And now it is abandoning printing. Makes me laugh and cry. My abandonment killed it. Like Blockbuster. Like Barnes & Noble at Lincoln Square.  NYTimes are you following?

finished work

Know yourself. Wisdom from deep antiquity. But they did not have mirrors?  How did they  see their own faces? In still water? In polished silver?    Don't recognize myself in photos. When I am forced to admit it is me, am totally horrified.  In fact not sure I remember how I should look. When did I ever look presentable?  For a long time I considered myself as a work in progress....
And now I cannot make this claim nor can I hide this finished work as we live in this age of incessant photo shooting. Hope the sage  meant know your inner self.