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Friday, April 23, 2004

dear girl at the library:

i like your hair. it's long and blond, and hangs in four or five silken braids around you. and your pants -- red and black plaid -- which i didn't see until you stepped back from the counter to get my change. there's something about the contrast -- those pants you would expect to see on someone with jet-black hair and many piercings, under your pale face dotted with freckles, your repunsel-hair. your computer wasn't working, and a guy behind me in line said, "i've got a hammer." you said, "yeah, that'd be good if i wanted to smash the computer." i said, "maybe you could just threaten it." so you shook your finger at it, and then grabbed the nearest object -- the plastic bag holding two danish casettes and a danish phrasebook, which i had just returned. brandishing it toward the computer screen, you said, "i shake danish at you." "i shake danish at you," i repeated, and i wanted to laugh and laugh.

thank you for renewing my book, which has been overdue for three months now, and which is probably in a box at my friend's house that will not be opened until after her family moves to the new house -- and they've been saying they were going to move since last summer, so the book might be in some sort of strange time capsule, i'm afraid. but thank you anyway. and keep shaking that danish.

on another note, the merriam-webster (dictionary)'s word of the day today was "cloud-cuckoo-land." many days i see their emailed word in my inbox and just delete it (which does defeat the purpose of signing up for the emails to become more . . . verbose, doesn't it?) but for some reason, probably because it was a funny word, i opened it today, even though i was late to clean my neighbor's house. it said,

The Word of the Day for April 23 is:

cloud-cuckoo-land \klowd-KOO-koo-land\ noun
: a realm of fantasy or of whimsical or foolish behavior

Example sentence:
If the boss really thinks he can up productivity and
increase profit after the company is downsized, he is living in
cloud-cuckoo-land.

later, as i ran the lemon-polish-soaked cloth over my neighbor's wooden chair, i was listening to thom yorke sing, "and this just feels like . . . spinning plates . . . i'm living in --" and that's where i always thought he was saying something similar to "calcutta lights." but actually, the first word sounded more like "cloud." and then i thought, wait a minute. i strained to remember that word from the email, and sure enough, it made sense. and now it seems obvious that mr. yorke is telling us that he's living in cloud-cuckoo-land, and why the heck didn't i see this before?

and this just feels like . . . spinning plates . . .

i'm livin' in cloud-cuckoo-land . . .

duckos