Dylan Thomas

Friday, November 18, 2011


Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-Dylan Thomas

Things I Miss

Saturday, November 12, 2011





Ha. Hamburgers, Fruit Stands and Ocean Breezes. I would call that low maintenance. The Husbandly wanted to stop for In-N-Out swag, we couldn't just leave the site of The In-N-Out University without eating something. It really was the most beautiful burger. The bun was glistening, it was perfection. Husbandly really enjoyed himself. Like I said, we are a simple people.

Quick Trip South

Thursday, November 10, 2011




We took a quick trip to Los Angeles. It never disappoints. We drove through the farms of Oxnard and Ventura, munching on too juicy oranges and fresh pomegranate. The weather was fine and clean and clear after a deluge on Sunday morning. Just the way I like it!

After The Rain

Friday, November 4, 2011


My favorite days in The City of Angels are the days that follow a storm. The rain and wind wash away all of the grit that settles on the city, allowing it to twinkle and sparkle like the jewel she really is...I hear the skies are grumbling today, meaning tomorrow, the city will be sparkling. And I will get to see her!