The sporadic ramblings of Emily C. A. Snyder - devoted to God, theatre, writing, and much randominity.

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Artistic Director and Co-Founder of TURN TO FLESH PRODUCTIONS. | Author of "Nachtstürm Castle," "Niamh and the Hermit." | Playwright: "Cupid and Psyche," "Math for Actors." | Classical director and educator.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Dreaming of a Blue Rangel!

Although, frankly, I have no idea where to get a copy of the Squirrel Nut Zippers CD's, but regardless, swing music is fantabulous.

Bed in a minute, but before I lay me down to sleep:

  • The Labor Day Parade evokes in one a sense, not merely of civic pride, but also, I suppose, a sense of human sympathy, comraderie, and mirth. Strange, and Chestertonian, too, to see the Clydesdale (sp?) horses - as well as the teeny ones - and to realize that but for "modern learning," we might retain a sense of awe around such strange and massive monsters. Alas, that all our learning should be used for no greater purpose than systematic de-imagination!

  • School is good. Gossip mills are not. Syllogisms, false or true, at this hour escape me.

  • God bless the soul of Mr. Vuong. Amen!

  • And now the blessed bed (Lord, how great is Your abundance!) calls me, and I must obey. The weather turns; a single blanket does not suffice. Somewhere in there is a poem.

    Mood: I'd write more, but....
    Music: Pure by Hayley Westenra - exquisite
    Thought: They began rapelling in today. Amazing!


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