Thursday, September 24, 2009

Where am I?!?



That's all for now. When I've slept I'll wax poetic for y'all.

6 comments:

Chris Linebarger said...

Oh that said it all. I'm glad you're here.

Heather Arney said...

Ummmm, I'm definitely expecting for you to "wax poetic" for me my dear....i'll be a lookin' out for it. ;)

claire gallagher said...

Oh, wax poetic! (Since when have you needed sleep, is this a new phase?)

I'm glad you're in Texas with good friends.

Mom said...

Shall we warn Dallas of the power of this rested Pilgrim?

Pilgrim said...

Wow! Firing squad of a comment section! Heather, you better look out for it or it will hit you square in the nose - the bridge of the nose, where it really hurts.
Claire, yes. I think it is. In fact, maybe I'll just become a bum and sleep all the time. Then poetry will just have rich, composted soil to come from (although it sometimes seems pretty compost-y as it is....)
Mom, I'd rather take them by storm. Do I have superpowers I'm not aware of? Maybe I should sleep.

Spoon said...

Word up to your Kreeft comment on my blog. In one his Summa of the Summa notes, he makes a joke about how Aquinas distinguishes [something] from a Los Angeles freeway. I read that years ago and have been trying to figure out what question it was ever since.

Maybe we will get to meet sometime now that you are in Texas.