Soooo … Congrats to Sky Blue FC (Beulah will be writing this one up late Tuesday, most likely). Next up the Athletica at 7PM ET on Wednesday on FSC.
Now onward! Grass to mow … water to drink … more grass to mow .. more water to drink. A sweaty, zen-like day in the works here! (Oh, and we had a very nice couple of days at the lake, where ChristopherCornblog remains stranded while he waits for his car to be repaired … hopefully by this afternoon. There are definitely worse places to be stranded!)
… and a poem cribbed from The Writer’s Almanac … for no particular reason other than the fact that it was there!
Occupation
by Eliza Griswold
The prostitutes in Kabul tap their feet
beneath their faded burqas in the heat.For bread or fifteen cents, they’ll take a man to bed -
their husbands dead, their seven kids unfed—and thanks to occupation, rents have risen twentyfold,
their chickens, pots and carpets have been sold.Two years ago, the Talibs favored boys and left the girls alone.
A woman then was worth her weight in stone.“Occupation” by Eliza Griswold, from Wideawake Field. © Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2008. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)
