The Thinker, © 2015 Racheal Lee Bradford
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Today I am deeply grateful for all the people who “think too much.” Because it seems to me that most people think entirely too little. © Racheal Lee Bradford
“On the prow of the wagon, in an attempt to attract business among the Quarterites, Ignatius taped a sheet of Big Chief paper on which he had printed in crayon: TWELVE INCHES (12) OF PARADISE. So far no one had responded to its message.” –A Confederacy of Dunces, John Kennedy Toole
As Little Man and I were barricaded in our home today due to Snowmageddon, we had to find ways to fill what would otherwise have been a normal Monday. I opted for work, laundry and cooking, while Little Man opted for movies and You Tube. At some point late in the afternoon, he shared one of his comical observations that always make me deeply grateful that I am his mother:
LM: I just saw something that changed the way I will see advertising for the rest of my life.
Me: What’s that, schmoopie?
LM: I saw a woman’s boob in an ad. The ad was about gum.
And it begins…. © Racheal Lee Bradford
“Daydream of Stained Glass,” © 2015 Little Man
“From the moment I held the box of colors in my hands, I knew this was my life. I threw myself into it like a beast that plunges towards the thing it loves.”
― Henri Matisse
Little Man chose this little piece of art for his gallery this week. It’s a project that he did in his art class, and was pretty proud of it. It’s called “Daydream…” because it’s made of some sort of semi-transparent paper, rather than of glass. This, of course, bummed him out. I told him that there was probably a good reason why they didn’t give glass shards to a group of 10-and-11-year-old boys for the purpose of “creative expression.” © Racheal Lee Bradford
This piece of writing gave me the most delightful chuckle this morning! Of course, it also made me feel a little dumb, because I admittedly have not read several of the stories. Nonetheless, I had to share this great piece of writing.
I must say that I find television very educational. The minute somebody turns it on, I go to the library and read a book. Groucho Marx
Bet you’re wondering how Will got so smart. Smart enough to write all those plays. Shakespeare had a hobby. He read books. When he was just knee-high to a grasshopper, he got hooked on Ovid’s Metamorphoses. He was smitten with words so much so that he read everything he could get his hands on. If Abe Lincoln had been around, Will would have given him a run for the money in the reading department.
When it came to books, his daddy, Ol’ John Shakespeare, told Will to “just say no”. The “Just Say No” campaign had worked well with Good Queen Bess. That’s what her daddy, Henry 8, had told her when it came to marriage…
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