Nov 18
No notes
So, no crazy notes today.
I’m working on some posts that don’t suck, but it’s been slow going. I can’t focus.
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Nov 17
So weird
So, this is just totally creepy, like, beyond creepy.
This note was found in my driveway at around 11 am…
I had to post it as a link because the font’s quite small, it almost looks like it came out of a dot matrix printer.
In case you didn’t hit the link, the note reads…
I had sex with Natalie Wood.
It is one of the weirdest things I’ve ever seen.
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Nov 15
Poems and Trees
I never thought I’d see a poem lovely as a tree… and I was right. Trees are great.
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Nov 14
Name Day
So, a few of you actually guessed right, I was at a Greek Orthodox church, because…
A few months ago I started e-mailing with my high-school honors world history teacher, Maria (Ms. Palios way back when), but unlike how a lot of my e-mail correspondence tends to go, our correspondence stuck. She’s just very kind, and very smart, and she writes e-mails that feel like paper letters. I think that’s why I kept writing back, I love the idea of paper letters, old-fashioned correspondence. Then we met for tea, and now we hang-out once a week. I pretty much only hung out with my teachers IN high-school, so being friends with one now isn’t a big stretch. Maria also isn’t a ton older than me, so we have more in common. It’s a total fluke, she’s gotten to be one of my best friends.
Archangel, Michael
A bit after we met, Maria gave me this carving of my namesake, the Archangel, Michael. We’d talked about our faith before, I’m a kind of, maybe Catholic, she’s totally Greek Orthodox. Usually, I get gifts like this, usually trying to “save me,” and it just feels… weird. I say a nice “Thank you,” stick the whatever in my closet, and never see it again. This felt different. Maria knew about my faith, knew I like religion, but am not religious, and that I like religious art, so it felt like a unique, thoughtful gift, rather than someone trying to sell me something. This is why it’s hanging on my wall, not stuffed in my closet.
Well, then she told me about how the Greek Orthodox celebrate the Archangels, and the Saints (technically, they recognize the Archangels AS Saints), and that when they celebrate Michael on November Eighth (I have to ask if it’s always November Eighth, or if it’s something that shifts, like Easter Sunday), that’s my Name Day, which people also celebrate. I’d never been to a Greek Orthodox church, or seen a Greek Orthodox Liturgy (it’s like a Catholic High Mass), so we went. It was honestly the best church experience I’ve ever had, it felt the way I’ve always wanted church to feel. Everybody was welcoming, people talked to each other. It was just a really spectacular feeling, being in a beautiful church where everyone was happy.
This isn’t actually the end of my Greek Orthodox journey, the next part’s kind of a shocker…
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Nov 11
Really, tomorrow
So, tomorrow, I’m going to explain the pictures tomorrow.
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