Comments on: Too old for toys? http://mindspinner.net/wordpress/archives/52/too-old-for-toys/ If you find yourself here, hello. Sat, 19 May 2012 00:15:35 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.2 by: ehj2 http://mindspinner.net/wordpress/archives/52/too-old-for-toys/#comment-27 Mon, 03 Oct 2005 22:05:27 +0000 http://mindspinner.net/wordpress/archives/52/too-old-for-toys/#comment-27 another damn beautiful wonderful post. i love coming here. i'm a sucker for legos (i can build anything you can imagine). rocks i find. dried flower things. pieces of old wood and shells thrown up from the depths of the sea. strange little bottles. old cards and art and photographs. odds and ends. who knows what will catch at our hearts? my place is like the inside of an REI ... or a lean-three in the smoky mountains. i trust durable stuff. if children and dogs are okay with it, then i'm okay with it. if it breaks, then its time had come. i once put a baseball at about fifty miles an hour through a stereo speaker i couldn't quite afford to replace. that taught me to put metal grid covers on them. and make special cabinets for delicate stuff with plexiglass fronts. i think if you can't play catch indoors at dinner and have serious chases with the dog during salad or dessert there's something wrong with a house. we were supposed to have moved "indoors" to improve on life "outdoors," not give up everything worth having ... but i digress. ~~~ i like good monitors. a few years ago that meant a ViewSonic. and when you bought one, they included in the box a little triumvirate of gaudy rain forest birds in colored felt. (hey, if you're going to be a rain forest bird, and hang around all the time in rain, why not be gaudy?) somehow my meanderings through the world brought me into contact with a little vampire dude who seemed to be made for the same series. now i have this incredible quaternity that includes this masculine patriarchal darkness. (if you don't know what that means, find "I Blame The Patriarchy" by one of my sheros, Twisty Faster) ... then of course it is impossible not to collect pieces of music, favorite poets, and books. did i mention books? books ... or watercolors and paintings from beach art fairs ... detailed models of fish or spaceships or dinosaurs that hang from the ceiling have their place ... and yet again i digress ... ~~~ to be human is to enjoy the world. to love the world is to want it close. to honor the world is to steward what is near us. to be attached to the world is to err. it is all like the moon and the sea. it comes. and it goes. and what remains is the dream. /e another damn beautiful wonderful post.

i love coming here.

i’m a sucker for legos (i can build anything you can imagine). rocks i find. dried flower things. pieces of old wood and shells thrown up from the depths of the sea. strange little bottles. old cards and art and photographs. odds and ends. who knows what will catch at our hearts?

my place is like the inside of an REI … or a lean-three in the smoky mountains. i trust durable stuff. if children and dogs are okay with it, then i’m okay with it. if it breaks, then its time had come. i once put a baseball at about fifty miles an hour through a stereo speaker i couldn’t quite afford to replace. that taught me to put metal grid covers on them. and make special cabinets for delicate stuff with plexiglass fronts.

i think if you can’t play catch indoors at dinner and have serious chases with the dog during salad or dessert there’s something wrong with a house. we were supposed to have moved “indoors” to improve on life “outdoors,” not give up everything worth having …

but i digress.

~~~

i like good monitors. a few years ago that meant a ViewSonic. and when you bought one, they included in the box a little triumvirate of gaudy rain forest birds in colored felt. (hey, if you’re going to be a rain forest bird, and hang around all the time in rain, why not be gaudy?)

somehow my meanderings through the world brought me into contact with a little vampire dude who seemed to be made for the same series. now i have this incredible quaternity that includes this masculine patriarchal darkness. (if you don’t know what that means, find “I Blame The Patriarchy” by one of my sheros, Twisty Faster) …

then of course it is impossible not to collect pieces of music, favorite poets, and books. did i mention books?

books …

or watercolors and paintings from beach art fairs …

detailed models of fish or spaceships or dinosaurs that hang from the ceiling have their place …

and yet again i digress …

~~~

to be human is to enjoy the world. to love the world is to want it close. to honor the world is to steward what is near us. to be attached to the world is to err.

it is all like the moon and the sea. it comes. and it goes.

and what remains is the dream.

/e

]]> by: Searchie http://mindspinner.net/wordpress/archives/52/too-old-for-toys/#comment-25 Fri, 30 Sep 2005 03:10:19 +0000 http://mindspinner.net/wordpress/archives/52/too-old-for-toys/#comment-25 I completely understand. I collect plush penguins, which is quite a sight. (And my favorite is my Beanie Baby penguin. His name is Waddle.) Gah. Now how old am I? I completely understand. I collect plush penguins, which is quite a sight. (And my favorite is my Beanie Baby penguin. His name is Waddle.)

Gah. Now how old am I?

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