Waiting for it...

...was supposed to be the title of this blog, but it was taken. I had thought up an entire first post that would be a meditation on the various 'its' that I'm waiting for and the whole concept of waiting. I was excited to write, something that I haven't been thrilled about doing for awhile. But then blogspot flashed the message - "This title is unavailable." (or something to that effect)

Needless to say as soon as blogspot denied me that blog title, I temporarily discarded the idea of that post.

So on this rainy, muggy evening I found another title that would saisfy me - My Cravings.

Why?

Quite simple, really. When I crave something, I go after it. I pursue and can even become aggressive in a way that transcends my usual Seattle induced passive aggresiveness. I could give an example from this evening that would be trite (re: cookie dough), but I'll skip that.

Also, I re-read the lyrics to Rufus Wainwright's "Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk."

And to close the inaugural blog posting, I give you this:
















Welcome...

[Credit to Mapplethorpe (the photographer and subject, I believe) for making one of the most inviting images. Ever. Yum.]