in my cd player... Shirley Horn Light Out of Darkness   on the page... Michael Chabon The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay Bookstore turned Publisher Michael chastised me for calling this a "comic book novel" and listed a whole slew of important topics that this book dives into. So I couldn't resist when I saw it on the New Fiction Releases shelf at the Georgetown Public Library last night. Bookstore Michael never steers me wrong.   into... Merlot; candlelight; "You Don't Know Me"; spring springing here   eavesdropping... I can hear the muted conversations of my upstairs neighbors, reminiscent of when my college boyfriend started going out with my next door neighbor... how I cursed the thin thin plaster walls of The Ohio State University dorm rooms. But now when it's quiet and I can hear their sophisticated laughter and political conversations, I start dreaming up material for new short stories. Tempting.   same old same old... Todd and I have resumed our daily pointless and yet endless daytime telephone conversations. Only now he chimes in from bed with his ankle dutifully elevated, in-between video game matches. But when we get on the subject of chasing birds around the backyard with a salt shaker, I'm confident that it's the same-old-Todd.   backwards... I told Todd about walking by the White House today and seeing tourists having their pictures taken with cardboard cutouts of George and Laura Bush. But I explained how the photographer's back was to the White House, and these pictures were being captured in front of a backdrop of Pennsylvania Avenue, a Riggs bank, and the construction at Lafayette Park. At least it made him laugh.   fresh out of stories... It's probably evident that I'm spending my story-telling energy elsewhere. But capturing moments in secret makes me smile.