tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8125698669468772641.post7791308183102440546..comments2023-04-17T03:25:24.710-05:00Comments on oh boy, COMICS!: no debutneil-brideauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17967788935046969535noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8125698669468772641.post-32967147323392251402011-11-08T01:04:10.553-06:002011-11-08T01:04:10.553-06:00Thanks Chris & Darcy! Darcy, the information ...Thanks Chris & Darcy! Darcy, the information on your computer was a million times more important than the information on mine. My friend Bec (who can occasionally be heard on PRI's the WORLD (WHAT?! way to go!)) once made a zine about losing things. She said she would put out a second issue, but she never did. Maybe she lost or had stolen the masters too.neil-brideauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17967788935046969535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8125698669468772641.post-35904675007025919662011-11-03T22:05:57.595-05:002011-11-03T22:05:57.595-05:00Sympathy........Sympathy........Chris Ruggiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09930213440604430435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8125698669468772641.post-54837439266049727612011-11-03T13:00:31.714-05:002011-11-03T13:00:31.714-05:00Not much solace.... I know.
When my laptop was st...Not much solace.... I know. <br />When my laptop was stolen it had 2 years of documents and audio recordings essential for my (now resolved) legal imbroglio. I literally ran around in tight circles crying and wildly gesticulating after seeing the security video of a hooded man picking it up and walking casually away with it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12015802280524522039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8125698669468772641.post-85219592694373559502011-11-03T12:54:45.425-05:002011-11-03T12:54:45.425-05:00One Art by Elizabeth Bishop
The art of losing isn...One Art by Elizabeth Bishop<br /><br />The art of losing isn't hard to master;<br />so many things seemed filled with the intent<br />to be lost that their loss is no disaster.<br />Lose something every day. Accept the fluster<br />of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.<br />The art of losing isn't hard to master.<br />Then practice losing farther, losing faster:<br />places, and names, and where it was you meant<br />to travel. None of these will bring disaster.<br />I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or<br />next-to-last, of three loved houses went.<br />The art of losing isn't hard to master.<br />I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,<br />some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.<br />I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.<br />— Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture<br />I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident<br />the art of losing's not too hard to master<br />though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.<br />E. Bishop<br />1976Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12015802280524522039noreply@blogger.com