"Curiosity...

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...such an interesting thing. To think what we owe to it throughout history. Curiosity. I don't know who invented curiosity. It is said to be usually associated with the cat. Curiosity killed the cat. But I should say really that the Greeks were the inventors of curiosity. They wanted to know. Before them, as far as I can see, nobody wanted to know much. They just wanted to know what the rules of the country they were living in were, and how they could avoid having their heads cut off or being impaled on spikes or something disagreeable happening to them. But they either obeyed or disobeyed. They didn't want to know why. But since then a lot of people have wanted to know why and all sorts of things have happened because of that. Boats, trains, flying machines and atom bombs  and penicillin and cures for various illnesses. A little boy watches his mother's kettle raising its lid because of the steam. And the next thing we know is we have railway trains, leading on in due course to railway strikes and all that. And  so on and so on." ~ Hercule Poirot in Agatha Christie's Elephants Can Remember

When Everything Seems Hopeless

The Average Raccoon...

 ...is more affable, intelligent, and tidy that the average meathead who wants them eliminated, and is usually a lot better looking ~ John D. MacDonald, The Long Lavender Look

The Mouse and the Foo Birds (A Fable)

Once upon a time a mouse was scurrying across a field when a  flock of migrating giant foo birds flew over. One let loose and pooped on the little mouse, and he was covered from his ears to his tail in birdshit. He rolled in the grass until he cleaned himself off, and started running again. The next foo bird to fly by swooped down, picked him up, and ate him.

Moral of the story: If the foo shits, wear it.

Greenless Child

 by Ann Weems

 I watched her go uncelebrated into second grade,  

 A greenless child,  
 Gray among the orange and yellow,  
 Attached too much to corners and other people’s sunshine.  
 She colors the rainbow brown  
 And leaves balloons unopened in the packages.  
 Oh, who will touch this greenless child?  
 Who will plant alleluias into her heart  
 And send her dancing into all the colors of God?  
 Or will she be left like an unwrapped package on the kitchen table?  
 Too dull for anyone to take the trouble?  
 Does God think we’re her keeper?  


 (from Reaching for Rainbows) 

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If you have trouble getting rid of original formatting when you cut and paste something here, run it through Excel first. Maybe there are more logical ways, or other things everybody else knows, but I thought that was pretty cool.

Having discovered that, and being in a design-y mood, here are some fonts I just downloaded to play with:

Licorice Strings

Katy Berry

Grudge

Kings of Pacifica

Please Show Me Love

A Whole Other Country

Montreal mascot Youppi

When I lived on the east coast of  California I followed baseball passionately. Being close to Nevada casinos I also kept meticulous stats to help with the occasional wagering. (Betting tip: A team winning the first games of a series will likely not do as well in the last game, especially on the road.)

At the time I could name the teams in each division and give the standings within a couple of games, with two exceptions. I never confused the Mets and Yankees, or Phillies and Pirates, or Giants and A's, but always had to stop and think which team was in Montreal and which was in Toronto. Expos or Blue Jays? That makes sense in a way. I had a mental picture of the other places and teams, but the concept of "Canada-ness" as something foreign would override any other categories.

The other exception? Rangers and Astros. I couldn't even remember from one day to the next which team dressed like layered Jell-O molds. That either says something about the foreignness of Texas, or its overwhelming identity as a state that the other 49 lack.

After beng here 20 years, I'd say it's both of those. The state tourism board used to have a slogan, "Texas: It's Like a Whole Other Country". They probably don't know how true it really was. And considering Gov. Rick Perry's prayer rally and other recent lunacies, I don't necessarily mean that in a good way.