to move up and down
Pulp Poetry
Scraps of fascination are the building blocks of an interesting life.
Mayor Quan’s Oakland 1
“Go and love some more.”
Daily Haiku - March 28, 2013
Rain drop hits the ground
And begins its long journey
Deep as it can go
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
(via summerstormed)
Daily Haiku - March 27, 2013
Clean drops on the leaves
The air fresher than it’s been
Before the storm came
(Source: pulppoetry.com)
Daily Haiku - March 26, 2013
The first hints of smoke
In the calm air with no breeze
A creeping fire
(Source: pulppoetry.com)
Awesome icons of the Female Saints of Television, by Spencer Salberg. Prints are available here.
“Our Lady of Having it All”
(via summerstormed)
Daily Haiku - March 25, 2013
Back and forth behind
Tall thin trees and bamboo stalks
No tiger paces
(Source: pulppoetry.com)
Commedia dell’Arte: A Historical Overview (by ntdiscovertheatre)
I was rewatching this again last night. Intro to a great series on the art form that has shaped all of modern acting and much of modern storytelling, especially in anything where actors play a role.
