my mother is a fish.....

ok, so tonight at book club we discussed dave eggers a heartbreaking work of staggering genius...in keeping with all of the other books that i have suggested...there were some who disliked the book...and others who likened it to faulkener....the discussion was good...lots of emotion either way....the most poignant moment came when a fellow proclaimed that the book was so over the top as to be likely a lie and that he lost faith in it half way through because it could not have happened this way......and my good friend from the middle of ohio (henceforth to called midohio)retorted that if she were to recall the last 3 years of her life in print...it would be raw and overthetop and totally true....so do not doubt the truth in this particular volume of memories....for my part......they could have been worse....i tend to remember everything better than it was....and i always weigh about 10 pounds less in my memories.....but then again...i am allowed to put the golden spin on the things i choose to remember....and the sooty stain on things i choose to forget.....and that is what is right and fair about memory...our own perception of what happened....because nobody ever knows what really happened...when one gathers together all of the accounts.....even the gospels have 4 separate accounts of what really happened....and none agree totally on what happened, what was said, and who was there.......and can we accurately say that the gospels are raw and over the top just because what is said is so unbelievable......with miracles and such........of course....i did not say any of these things at book club...these thoughts are merely random thoughts that came to me on the way home...or since finishing up the last 25 minutes of alias on abc.....i am never so articulate in public as i feel at the keyboard.......i am not a standup bookclub orator who can ad lib brilliant comments.......and that is ok......i had a good time....with good people....and now i can reflect the best possible take on the event for my on-line document.....for those new to this blog.....it started as a way to record my life so that i could reread it when my mind fades and my wits fail me......could happen next week, or in the next 20 years.....but i will be ready....and when i can no longer blog....well.....somebody will know that once i had something worthwhile to say......and if the best thing that can be said is a line from faulkner....my mother is a fish....well...that is true.....i am a pisces.....and proud to be a dreamer of dreams...........