Bow Tie o’ the Day and I were excited to receive a package this afternoon, containing a book of Miller Williams’ collected poems. We’ve been reading and reading til our readers are sore. This tiny poem, called “Compassion,” is one of our faves. Out of its teeny-tiny-ness, comes an Extra Value Meal of food for thought. We’ve read it a dozen times so far, and we can’t quit pondering its profundity. We’re kinda glad the idea of compassion is repeating in our heads. It’s kinda nice.
What Is This Thing Of Which You Speak?
So I walk into the kitchen this morning—still half-asleep—to fill my mini-keg with Diet Coke. And whoa! I see this surfboard that Bow Tie o’ the Day dragged home. Bow Tie informed me this is not, in fact, a surfboard. It’s a product called an ironing board. I have no earthly idea what you do with one of these. Bow Tie tried to explain its function, but it all sounded like BLAH BLAH BLAH to me. I guess I’ll have to YouTube it.