A five o'clock morning

A five o'clock morning. I tried to force the sleep, but after a while I remembered that it is sometimes nice to get in a little reading session at my desk for such occasions, and so I got up and broke out the Kindle and took in some more "Great Expectations".

Sylvia

How complex and intricate are the workings of the nervous system. The electric shrill of the phone sends a tingle of expectancy along the uterine walls; the sound of his voice, rough, brash and intimate across the wire tightens the intestinal tract. If they substituted the word “Lust” for “Love” in the popular songs it would come nearer the truth.

-- Sylvia Plath Journals, 1950

Baby’s growing up. She’s ready for college.

Spring Break

Even bartenders here have noticed a certain taming of the spring break crew.

“They are very prudish,” said Margaret Donnelly, 28, a bartender at Tattoos and Scars who has lived in Key West for four years and remembers her own student antics “They are so afraid everyone is going to take their picture and put it online. Ten years ago people were doing filthy, filthy things, but it wasn’t posted on Facebook.”

-- Lizette Alvarez

The dying of a great American tradition? I can't really believe it. Maybe it's not so openly public anymore. But someone has to be having fun and putting the spring in spring break.

Mr. Saturday Night

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