A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread – and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness -
Ah, wilderness were paradise now!- Omar Khayyam, Trans. by Edward FitzGerald
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone.
<< February, 2010 >>
Lost without
I’m not sure where the title of this post comes from. I just always know that it’s somehow going to include the word Lost… and then I sort of let it go from there.
Well, I guess this one didn’t have to go very far. If it sounds a little lacking, perhaps that’s my general mood coming through. I just closed my blog doors on another awesome month hosting a guest blogger here at johncabrera.com. I’ve been really lucky. I’ve had two fantastic bloggers join the ranks here (actually 4 counting Amrie and Vanessa of the past two days). Last year Marivic Tagala won the SYTYCD FDL (The Lark had yet to emerge from its shell), and filled my blog with Filipino delicacies and trips to the Navy Yard. Well this time around, Rae had us discussing Tears, Career Dreams, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The last of which got me inspired actually. I need to know what you guys are talking about. Check it out:
Auf Wiedersehen, Goodbye
Welp, my bags are packed and I’ve left my copy of the blog keys on the counter for John. Only one last thing to do… Thank you!
Despite my slow start, I had a lot of fun this past month. For someone with a lot of blogs, I’d managed to forget just how much I enjoy blogging when I’m free to talk about anything under the sun. Hopefully you found at least one or two of those topics interesting as well.
And, of course, many many thanks to John. Not just for letting me guest blog but also for putting up with my numerous questions and my last minute edits, etc., etc. He’s a pretty swell guy. But I guess we all knew that already, huh?
I’ve really enjoyed getting to know all of you better. Interacting with you in the comments has been the highlight of this experience. I know a lot of us are already connected elsewhere online but, if we aren’t, I hope you’ll take a moment in the comments to let me know where I can find you. We really must keep in touch.
Ok. Enough. Catch ya on the flip side, Larkers.
Citius, Altius, Fortius
by Vanessa N
In a very short time, athletes from all over the world will compete in Vancouver, Canada for the Winter Olympics, and I am filled with excitement! The first Olympics that I ever watched were 22 years ago, the 1988 Calgary games (coincidentally, the last time the Olympics were held in Canada), and I fell in love at first sight. As a 7-year-old child, I was in awe of all of these people pushing themselves to be “Faster, Higher, Stronger.”
Even though I grew up in Maine and Vermont, I am not very good on ice skates and the one time I tried skiing, the ski patrol basically kicked me off the mountain (by that time, I was more than happy to oblige), and I don’t regularly watch winter sports at other times, so why watch now? One reason is the Olympic games are one of the few times the world comes together. But the main reason that I keep watching is because I love a good story, and you are guaranteed to hear and see a few at the Olympics.
