Do Not Enter The Tea Room

Around Christmas 1995 a friend came to visit me in my newly married, presumably happy, life in Michigan. We went to a museum where we saw an exhibit of a Japanese tea room. Outside the display was an attempt to describe this exhibit. It started with something like: “Within the tea room, one feels loneliness which penetrates into the marrow of one’s bones...” and ended with the caution “Please do not enter the tea room”. I laughed out loud. If you don’t get it, you probably should leave.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

One

= the number of cigarettes I have had in over 100 hours.

4 comments:

WinterWheat said...: Damn. Well done!; June 05, 2007 2:51 PM
Anonymous said...: Yae! Would a dramatic re-enactment of scences from "Duffy Moon" aid in making it another 100 hours? Ha ha ha. Really I'm very happy for you. Sister; June 05, 2007 7:55 PM
cjblue said...: Wow. Am I that out of touch with you? I'll call you soon, I promise.; June 06, 2007 2:04 PM
D said...: excellent.
might pop outside and have one to celebrate.
(whenever the anti smoking ads come on the tellie, james and I, seem, to be outside puffin'-it-up within minutes of the ads finish).
terrible terrible smokin' douche-bags that we are (not YOU though!).
Please give it up, you know you want to!
d; June 09, 2007 4:19 AM