writer. singer/songwriter. techie geek. princess of random.

I found this on a piece of my church Meetinghouse while cleaning my desk.  I think it must have been the only paper I had on hand at the time I was inspired.  I write like that sometimes – on scraps of paper that I forget to keep.  This one is about a homeless person I saw sleeping in L.A.

Sleep Same
by Charity C. Tran

He sleeps like me
curled like a cat
would by a hearth,
into a ball
sleeping soundly.

He sleeps like me
hand tucked
against the thigh
head turned down
sleeping soundly.

He sleeps like me,
but not as I do -
in my warm bed
of gold and purple
and red
of pillows and blanketed layers,
in a room
in a house
while the sounds
of late night TV
lull as a soundtrack
to my life.

His bed is the black -
His bed is the tile floor -
A half block down
Outside my door.

He does not sleep like me.

After reading the letter on Gizmodo from Damian of OK Go, I have decided to do a post where I embed this video.  Major labels and corporations have this tenuous relationship with social media – clamoring for its attention while simultaneously doing crap-like things that dissuade the consumer from telling others what they like.  Read the letter and learn about how you can’t embed YouTube videos.  I’m a big fan of OK Go – one of the best concerts I’ve ever had in my life featured them.  It was at a rinky-dink dive bar in Hollywood where they ran down to the floor and did a live recording.  So here’s their latest song – This Too Shall Pass.

OK Go – This Too Shall Pass from OK Go on Vimeo.

-cct

Zip It

Once upon a time my sink led me on a crazy adventure (see - La Vida de Caridad: Everything and the Kitchen Sink).  Apparently, my sink likes to be the center of attention in my life.  It likes to do things like accidentally let a bag of tea fall in and then proceed to clog for a week despite drano and a plunger.  Okay…so maybe the ‘accidentally letting a bag of tea fall in’ was my fault, but it didn’t have to go and be mean about it.

Today – while I had dough mixing in my bread machine in Christmas Eve cooking mayhem – I dashed out to the store to find something and discovered Zip-It.  It’s a flexible piece of plastic with jutting gro0ves that pick up things in the drain.  No, this isn’t some infomercial for it…it actually worked.

And it got me to thinking…

…in my previous ‘Sink’ adventure I didn’t know exactly what I needed and I went around trying a million things – creating contraptions – before it finally rested on the good ole plunger.  In this sink adventure, I knew what I needed, but didn’t know where to get it or how to describe it.  Not to mention, I was so caught up in life that I didn’t go out to get it.  It wasn’t as if the sink wasn’t working entirely…it was just working decently enough that I didn’t give myself a crazy adventure to find it.

But I did find a solution.  The only mayhem I endured was a clogged sink and last-minute holiday shoppers.

As it is, this may just have been one of my more ‘quiet’ adventures that have gotten written down.  Though it may seem odd – given the sheer amount of stories in my ‘La Vida de Caridad’ series where I am constantly spending 150% – I think I like quiet adventures more.  They might not be the craziest of stories, but they’re certainly more manageable and you can have a lot of quiet adventures that brace you for the crazy ones.

And I also think that it’s the quiet, everyday life events that mean the most in the long run because their quiet quality usually means there’s a nice resolution.  It’s a toss up when it comes to a crazy adventure.

Don’t get me wrong.  It’s a guarantee that there are more crazy La Vida de Caridad adventures to come, but just to be sure I say it at least once – the quiet is nice too.

-cct