3 posts tagged “magic”
there is something about thursdays. they are magical. or maybe it's fridays that are magical. the magic tends to happen late in my thursday night. either way, i dig it.
i took my ouija board to a cemetery last night. little success. we bought candles at cvs and lit them and everything.
it was fun, nonetheless.
everything is changing and everything is new and i enjoy it. i had a horoscope last week that said that june is not only a new month for me, it's practically the beginning of a new year. i believe it.
forget about those words (below) about new york city.
i saw a rainbow today and it made me glad.
everything is really hectic but i'm maintaining some sense of sanity. well yesterday i was sort of unsane but today i got it together. brink of tears at stupid things a few times, but i'm still hangin' on.
five work days left at the paper. it took me until today to figure out who my dwight schrute is. brother jeff is flush with ideas for goodbye pranks to pull on 'dwight.' i might just let fate work its magic.
nothing too synchronous to report. however, i am watching 'last comic standing' right now and richard belzer of Law and Order is a judge. my favorite post-star co-worker's brother is married to richard belzer's stepdaughter. the wedding took place at a las vegas elvis-y chapel. i watched a video of it online. richard belzer looked awesome. he was wearing those sunglasses. doug's brother looked kind of like the ass he describes him as. his wife looked like the ex-model doug said his mom said she was.
i saw something on my lunch-break-stroll that has to mean something. it was too magical to be insignificant.
i was walkin' the mean streets of glens falls, when all of a sudden, my eyes fall upon an abandoned shoe. an abandoned red shoe. an abandoned sparkly red shoe. an abandoned sparkly red slip-on sneaker shoe.
it was from a woman with a bigger foot than mine.
it was purchased at k-mart or wal-mart, some place like that.
alone it sat on the sidewalk of warren street.
there's gotta be a story there, right? a dorothy sneaker, abandoned on a sunny day sidewalk? what happened to its match? what happened to its partner?
finding a lone wizard of oz-esque shoe on a sidewalk at 1 pm on a thursday in downtown glens falls seems like it should be a moving, momentous occasion. but i just felt empty as i walked past it, harry nilsson singing gently in my ear about driving along and seeing all the people who seem to have nothing to say to each other.
maybe it was his spirit in the form of a cheap, tacky, slip-on sneaker.
please enlighten me with any interpretations of this strange sight.
