Reaching Out

I feel like complete and utter shit tonight, so I am going to post this to make myself feel better. Of course, first it has to drag me through the mud, but then the rains come, and everything becomes pristine clear:



I will culminate this by reading my favourite bit of The Color Purple.

"God love everything you love - and a mess of stuff you don't. But more than anything else, God love admiration.

You saying God vain? I ast.

Naw, she say. Not vain, just wanting to share a good thing. I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it."

I know it's kinda odd that a totally non-religious person's favourite bit in a book is about religion, but I like it, a lot.

Venue: Writing Centre.
What we're doing? Well, I'm chilling, but Mike is working on a grammar module for ESL students (artcles and nouns, to be precise). Ashley's working on a presentation.

Mike: Did you guys know that cheese is a non-countable noun?

Me: Well, yeah. You can't count cheese. Unless you're talking about, like, different types of cheeses, then you can make a non-countable into a countable noun.

Mike: I don't know why, but it just never occurred to me... Cheese is a non-countable noun!

Ashley: Sorry, what's a non-countable noun?

Me: Basically stuff you can't count.

Mike: Yeah, non-countable nouns are things that're bigger than you... sadness... faith... cheese...

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Probably one of those things you just had to be there for, I guess.