The Little Review (littlereview) wrote,
The Little Review

Rushed Thursday Entry

A Haiku</a>
By Me

the sound of Star Trek
phasers firing in the trees
the cicadas sing


Wrote a whole entry and LJ ate it. My day in brief, though it was long: drove Adam to a deep learning conference in College Park, had breakfast at IHOP since we were over there, went to the mall to get gifts and pick up Maddy's paycheck to send her, went food shopping, went to the food store, took a walk, started watching the Dirty Dancing remake, turned it off because it was mediocre to watch The 100 season finale, then turned Dirty Dancing back on to see whether it had improved (nope), Adam got home late. Three photos from Arles earlier this year:



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