Excerpt from Ida’s journal, 11 December 2011:
“Call me Eisenstein. Some years ago — never mind how long precisely — having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me in Sheepshead Bay, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen, and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly Yom Kippur in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before the Silver Star meat market, and especially whenever my critics get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from changing my ringtone from ‘Footloose’ to ‘Footsteps in the Dark’ — then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.”
This week, Eisenstein finds inspiration in Herman Melville, the author some claim her writing most resembles: “A smile is the chosen vehicle of all ambiguities.”
Ida’s Kryptonite Lock of the Week for the Pro Bowl:
NFC over AFC:
“Because that’s where the Seahawks are.”
136-123-7, 13-7 on Kryptonite Lock of the Week.
