Tuesday, March 02, 2010

I'm in the Last Mile of a Marathon

My glucose levels are at zero and the lactic acid burns my legs like wildfire, but the end is in sight. An hour from now, and I'll be lying Within a Budding Grove!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Congratulations! Seriously! And long live Proust!

UF Mike

bulletholes said...

"She gets a little restless in the spring
She might follow the lines you sing
Bullshit though they are
‘Cause sometimes that’s just the thing
If delivered with panache and a certain grace
Fingertips on satin lace
Cutting cards and quoting Proust
Whatever turns her wild mare loose"

red dirt girl said...

Let me know how your grove with a view works out ..... i'm still stuck on books on tape. Can't get my brain to focus long enough to read the written word. a shame. reading used to be my favorite activity. seriously.

xxx

Anonymous said...

Do they have Proust on books on tape? It would be great, especially if read by Arnold Schwarzenegger.

UF Mike

red dirt girl said...

Proust on Tape ..... isn't that an oxymoron?

xxx