Tired, somewhat happy dreamy self, "I wish it was Friday." "No, no. You have two days to live, before Friday." Besides, you'd miss your charming co-workers, right? The last few days, *trying* to catch up watching some of the things cluttering up my oversize TiVo, I noted two names in old movies. That is, 1930's/early 1940's. One was "Voldamoor," and the other was "Wormwood."
posted by Matthew at 12/22/2007 11:18:00 AM

 
Last evening I was happily non-participating in a favorite discussion group. Suddenly, an angry woman uttered a sexist, vulgar remark. I thought about posting a reply, however thought better of it. No use drawing any more attention to her. Then this morning, a smiling, charming woman came by, with her usual pleasant manner. That calming, soothing effect, which she pulls off routinely. What an incredible contrast.

Non-participating (usually) in a favorite group, is similar to listening in to people you mostly enjoy being around. I often find I enjoy the experience just as much, if not more, on the sidelines. It's fun just soaking it in. Like listening to my many brothers in a rare get-together. Like the ambience of a late summer evening... The remaining light playing in the still green leaves on the huge oak tree in my neighbors' front yard. Girls voices carry from their soccer practice in the field nearby. The wind gently moves the evergreen branches overhead. All is right with the world, and there's no need to discuss it. Only to soak it in, and perhaps say a little prayer of thanks.
posted by Matthew at 12/22/2007 11:15:00 AM