working on a story

we're working on a story called the tree that had a human head. husband will make it up, i will write it down and illustrate it. tree with the human head played by sabin:

what are you working on these days?

observations on the train.

on my way back home from the city today on the S train at 5 p.m., i noted the following:

1. mysterious, but ever-present puddle of pee in the elevator at nørreport station.
2. unidentifiable unpleasant smells coming from an unknown place.
3. young man/boy with last night's EYELINER and GLITTER on, making his way home after a rough saturday night that clearly lasted well into sunday.
4. young woman with nylons and short shorts on, carrying a pair of white pumps in her hand. clearly also making her way home from a saturday night out on the town. makeup mostly, but not completely gone.
5. 3 solitary elderly people, all very particular about choosing a seat. all 3 look a bit on the lonely side, yet wouldn't dream of speaking to one another.
6. tired looking man with a suitcase. clearly a politiken reader.
7. 12-year old girl with a hopelessly uncool mother.

i wonder what these people's stories really are...

telling stories

we've entertained sabin the past couple of nights at dinner with stories from our childhood. it started out as one of those "i had to walk to school barefoot in the snow, uphill both ways..." kind of things and then became a collection of the strange thoughts we had as children.

julie: i thought that the local news people could see me from the television. i knew that not everyone on t.v. could see me, but must have had some concept of "local" which led me to believe that les and gina harding could see me. this led me to sneak behind dad's big old gold chair on my way from the bath down to the laundry room to put on clean clothes.

husband: thought that the tracks made by the ferries crossing øresund sank down to the bottom, from where they were retrieved and turned into highways.

monica: there were two different enterprise locations. one which you accessed from the front and a different one that you accessed from the back. i wonder how old she was when they became one location for her? (assuming that's happened.)