Sunday, May 15, 2011

Aesop in the Myer windows... I don't know how long they've been in, and I don't know how long they'll stay. There are more than four; I actually think they are a bit hit and miss. I do love the one with the chair - which is so filmic (or staged) that I think it must be a reference to something particular -- which makes me think that I may be the one who is missing something.

I forgot to read all of the quotes because I got stuck on liking this one:

Everywhere I go I find that a poet has been there before me. – Sigmund Freud

It has been a week for quotes.

For some reasonable reason, part of my Friday morning was spent laughing (and crying) over A. A. Milne and Pooh bear. These aren't the funniest lines (or the sweetest) but they're the most appropriate, today:

"I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit.
"No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it. It's just that something happened to it along the way.


  1. Do I like Pooh bear because of -- just noticed -- some Beckettian undercurrent? Not that one needs to question why one likes Pooh bear. - Lana

  2. Pooh bear is so, so charmingly funny. Thanks for reminding me to dig it out again!