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Veni, Vedi, Vici Multi Cuppediae: That's Latin for "I came, I saw, I conquered a lot of chocolate"

6:35 a.m.
Just got back from walking 5.2 miles; we started at 4:45 am, so our pace wasn't too bad. It's a nice morning, cool and clear. No sun yet, but it's starting to peek through the slivers of clouds, showing reddish orange. Must mean rain later today.

The Memory of Declensions Past...
Went to a funeral showing last night -- my Latin teacher from high school passed on. She was the first adult in my life to talk openly about ghosts, something I found highly intriguing and comforting at the same time. Controversial, too, considering I went to a Catholic high school and the official Catholic stance on ghosts is that there is no such thing.

She was also the first one to talk about living past lives, or at least the possibility of it. She loved anything about Rome or Italy or its culture. She had described so many things about Italy in such detail and with such complete sincerity, I never considered the possibility that she had not yet touched Italian soil. It wasn't until after I had graduated and then went to Italy with her that she had not been there before .I remember one moment as we looked over the forum, the crumbling ruins creating a sense of stilled, sad time. She turned to me, smiling, and said: "See, it is just how I remembered it. I know I've been here before. Maybe not in this lifetime, but certainly in the past."

The Cleveland Clinic Press turned down my book idea "Grandparenting the Autistic Child". They said there were plenty of resources out there, but thank you anyway. I really liked the quick turn around time--this was done all by email. Just gives me the chance to re-query someplace else that much faster!

Poem For The Day

Only birds
sing the music of heaven
in this world

Haiku by Kobayashi Issa
Japanese, 1763-1827

posted by A.M.Adams @ 4/06/2006 05:35:00 AM