Archive for May, 2010
a metaphor of self . constructing me starts early and never ends
subjective is the nature of life. so as children our songs are imbued at some point with words that suggest our grandeur. and we move forward tending the metaphor of self, grooming it and growing it. so are my thoughts on a second straight nice day in chicago thinking about my three year old’s song from the backseat yesterday.
Surprise! Showing Requests Denied Means the Home Goes Unsold
Yesterday some dusty corridor of my mind belched forth the phrase “people unclear on the concept.” Like the blind driving school instructor. Or a beauty contest judge who selects the hairy-faced guy with flies buzzing around his head as the pageant winner. The list could go on and on. And you could entertain yourself for [...]
the tick tick tick of the second hand sweeps toward tomorrow
hurry up and wait! that’s what most closings are like these days as wire transfers don’t and underwriters stall and mortgage brokers aren’t at the closing table and buyers wait to close. and so it goes.
