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I'm an unrepentant science nerd. I talk too much, read voraciously, and have mostly given up swearing. I have degrees in geology and creative writing, but my job doesn't have too much to do with either. I'm married to MB, the greatest guy on the whole entire planet. We're doing our best to raise a good dog (adopted April 2008) and a happy kid (born January 2010). It's not always easy, but together we're finding our way.

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Pandora
→ the best music site ever
playlist.com
→ source of nifty song-playing widgets

Postsecret
→ (updated Sundays)
Found Magazine

Animal Tracks
→ (weekly animal pic slideshows)
Month in Space
→ (monthly space slideshows)

Peep Research
Peep Research 2
Peep Surgery
→ (my favorite)
An Empirical Study of Foil Hats
→ (no, really)
Aluminum Foil Deflector Beanie
→ (practical mind control protection for paranoids)

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Marginalia
— © Billy Collins

Sometimes the notes are ferocious,

skirmishes against the author

raging along the borders of every page

in tiny black script.

If I could just get my hands on you,

Kierkegaard, or Conor Cruise O'Brien,

they seem to say,

I would bolt the door and beat some logic into your head.

Other comments are more offhand, dismissive —

"Nonsense." "Please!" "HA!!" —

that kind of thing.

I remember once looking up from my reading,

my thumb as a bookmark,

trying to imagine what the person must look like

who wrote "Don't be a ninny"

alongside a paragraph in The Life of Emily Dickinson.

Students are more modest

needing to leave only their splayed footprints

along the shore of the page.

One scrawls "Metaphor" next to a stanza of Eliot's.

Another notes the presence of "Irony"

fifty times outside the paragraphs of A Modest Proposal.

Or they are fans who cheer from the empty bleachers,

Hands cupped around their mouths.

"Absolutely," they shout

to Duns Scotus and James Baldwin.

"Yes." "Bull's-eye." "My man!"

Check marks, asterisks, and exclamation points

rain down along the sidelines.

And if you have managed to graduate from college

without ever having written "Man vs. Nature"

in a margin, perhaps now

is the time to take one step forward.

We have all seized the white perimeter as our own

and reached for a pen if only to show

we did not just laze in an armchair turning pages;

we pressed a thought into the wayside,

planted an impression along the verge.

Even Irish monks in their cold scriptoria

jotted along the borders of the Gospels

brief asides about the pains of copying,

a bird singing near their window,

or the sunlight that illuminated their page —

anonymous men catching a ride into the future

on a vessel more lasting than themselves.

And you have not read Joshua Reynolds,

they say, until you have read him

enwreathed with Blake's furious scribbling.

Yet the one I think of most often,

the one that dangles from me like a locket,

was written in the copy of Catcher in the Rye

I borrowed from the local library

one slow, hot summer.

I was just beginning high school then,

reading books on a davenport in my parents' living room,

and I cannot tell you

how vastly my loneliness was deepened,

how poignant and amplified the world before me seemed

when I found on one page

A few greasy looking smears

and next to them, written in soft pencil —

by a beautiful girl, I could tell,

whom I would never meet —

"Pardon the egg salad stains, but I'm in love."

4 Comments:

At 10:35 AM, M said...: A week? Oh my! It DOES go fast. <3 He is just lovely! I can't wait to hear birthstory (I STILL haven't written Lily's in any proper manner though I have spilled it around enough it counts, right?) I want updates on how at home is doing and life with this new boy outside your guts works and how John is adjusting to daddyworld and how you are adjusting to mommyworld and all that good stuff!

But the pics? Are definitely holding me until such a time as you have energy and minutes to write. Because he really is lovely!
At 10:42 AM, SSFB said...: Seriously, consider me okay with the delay because the pictures as just melting me everytime I click over here :) I love the red hair too!
At 1:52 PM, Pickles and Dimes said...: He looks like a world champion snuggler - so cute!
At 10:49 AM, piano lessons melbourne said...: I'm glad I stumbled on this site. I love reading your blog. Your baby is awesome. How I wish I have one. Anyways, thanks for all the photos, makes me smile. Thanks again. :-)

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	Friday, January 22, 2010 One Week I cannot believe it's been a week since this little guy was born: I'm also completely behind and haven't written out his birth story. I wanted to have it up today for symbolic power and all that, but...uh...yeah. "Mama, I'm shocked!" Labels: the brachiopod posted by velocibadgergirl @ 10:49 PM 4 comments 4 Comments: At 10:35 AM, M said... A week? Oh my! It DOES go fast. <3 He is just lovely! I can't wait to hear birthstory (I STILL haven't written Lily's in any proper manner though I have spilled it around enough it counts, right?) I want updates on how at home is doing and life with this new boy outside your guts works and how John is adjusting to daddyworld and how you are adjusting to mommyworld and all that good stuff! But the pics? Are definitely holding me until such a time as you have energy and minutes to write. Because he really is lovely! At 10:42 AM, SSFB said... Seriously, consider me okay with the delay because the pictures as just melting me everytime I click over here :) I love the red hair too! At 1:52 PM, Pickles and Dimes said... He looks like a world champion snuggler - so cute! At 10:49 AM, piano lessons melbourne said... I'm glad I stumbled on this site. I love reading your blog. Your baby is awesome. How I wish I have one. Anyways, thanks for all the photos, makes me smile. Thanks again. :-) Post a Comment Newer Posts \| Home \| Older Posts	About Me Name: velocibadgergirl I'm an unrepentant science nerd. I talk too much, read voraciously, and have mostly given up swearing. I have degrees in geology and creative writing, but my job doesn't have too much to do with either. I'm married to MB, the greatest guy on the whole entire planet. We're doing our best to raise a good dog (adopted April 2008) and a happy kid (born January 2010). It's not always easy, but together we're finding our way. 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If I could just get my hands on you, Kierkegaard, or Conor Cruise O'Brien, they seem to say, I would bolt the door and beat some logic into your head. Other comments are more offhand, dismissive — "Nonsense." "Please!" "HA!!" — that kind of thing. I remember once looking up from my reading, my thumb as a bookmark, trying to imagine what the person must look like who wrote "Don't be a ninny" alongside a paragraph in The Life of Emily Dickinson. Students are more modest needing to leave only their splayed footprints along the shore of the page. One scrawls "Metaphor" next to a stanza of Eliot's. Another notes the presence of "Irony" fifty times outside the paragraphs of A Modest Proposal. Or they are fans who cheer from the empty bleachers, Hands cupped around their mouths. "Absolutely," they shout to Duns Scotus and James Baldwin. "Yes." "Bull's-eye." "My man!" Check marks, asterisks, and exclamation points rain down along the sidelines. And if you have managed to graduate from college without ever having written "Man vs. Nature" in a margin, perhaps now is the time to take one step forward. We have all seized the white perimeter as our own and reached for a pen if only to show we did not just laze in an armchair turning pages; we pressed a thought into the wayside, planted an impression along the verge. Even Irish monks in their cold scriptoria jotted along the borders of the Gospels brief asides about the pains of copying, a bird singing near their window, or the sunlight that illuminated their page — anonymous men catching a ride into the future on a vessel more lasting than themselves. And you have not read Joshua Reynolds, they say, until you have read him enwreathed with Blake's furious scribbling. Yet the one I think of most often, the one that dangles from me like a locket, was written in the copy of Catcher in the Rye I borrowed from the local library one slow, hot summer. I was just beginning high school then, reading books on a davenport in my parents' living room, and I cannot tell you how vastly my loneliness was deepened, how poignant and amplified the world before me seemed when I found on one page A few greasy looking smears and next to them, written in soft pencil — by a beautiful girl, I could tell, whom I would never meet — "Pardon the egg salad stains, but I'm in love."
	I believe in God, only I spell it Nature. — Frank Lloyd Wright

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