Saturday, February 07, 2004
"Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question . . .
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
Let us go and make our visit."
T.S. Eliot "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"
It was fun walking around down-town Asheville last night. I love walking in the city at night: watching the people, looking at the buildings and the sky. Its fun to gaze up at the tall apartments looming against the sky and wonder who is the person whose light is the only one still on in their building, what the are like and what they doing. The fog added an interesting touch to the whole scene, especially on church street. The old churches were wrapped by the fog giving them an air of beauty, mystery and age. I did miss the stars though, I would have liked to been able to stare up at them as we walked.
We won our soccer game!!! It was a fun game. For those who met at Wendy's before, we had a good warm up in the parking lot of Hollywood with a cop watching us like a hawk to make sure we weren't some misfit deliquents who were high and drunk. Well... I can't quite blame him. Four teens playing guitars in the back of a pick-up in a parking lot at night is a bit odd. But its fun.
Heather, what is a highway? =-) We soo need to play "special" volleyball sometime!! Guys, you broke the ransom demands. Retaliation will come; beware. The ISA will strike!! Well, I'm going to go do something random.
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question . . .
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
Let us go and make our visit."
T.S. Eliot "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"
It was fun walking around down-town Asheville last night. I love walking in the city at night: watching the people, looking at the buildings and the sky. Its fun to gaze up at the tall apartments looming against the sky and wonder who is the person whose light is the only one still on in their building, what the are like and what they doing. The fog added an interesting touch to the whole scene, especially on church street. The old churches were wrapped by the fog giving them an air of beauty, mystery and age. I did miss the stars though, I would have liked to been able to stare up at them as we walked.
We won our soccer game!!! It was a fun game. For those who met at Wendy's before, we had a good warm up in the parking lot of Hollywood with a cop watching us like a hawk to make sure we weren't some misfit deliquents who were high and drunk. Well... I can't quite blame him. Four teens playing guitars in the back of a pick-up in a parking lot at night is a bit odd. But its fun.
Heather, what is a highway? =-) We soo need to play "special" volleyball sometime!! Guys, you broke the ransom demands. Retaliation will come; beware. The ISA will strike!! Well, I'm going to go do something random.
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