Like a butterfly (or like a fly with butter on his wings), stuff continues to flutter this way. You know about “stuff”, right? The good stuff, the right stuff, I mean.
The bad stuff buzzes by, in a hurry because it is hurried on; I have no room for it. But the good stuff flutters and circles and comes ’round again and sometimes settles.
Here are some examples, one with pictures and the other you just gotta take my word for it:
- I am preparing to teach English in China to some presumably-eager students in Beijing, and they are even going to pay me for it. I will stay in Milwaukie, Oregon and at the speed of light (minus a little resistance from local copper wires and thanks to this: http://mentalfloss.com/article/60150/10-facts-about-internets-undersea-cables) we will trade words, maybe stories, forth and back again across the world.
There may be some good stuff from it all. And it will settle in for a bit, wings aflutter most certainly.
Oh, that glassed frame cost me $1.50; there was a half-price sale at The Salvation Army store . . .