Life from a lefty

I have resumed my attempt to learn to write with my left hand. I practiced this during college when class was really boring and I did not have to take notes. I am almost to the point of not having to think at all when I pick up a writing utensil. Now that’s Progress!

Hear something hilarious the other day on the radio. It was an advertisement for a restaurant. They were trying to explain that the menu is very large, lots of selection. They said, in loose quotation: “It [the menu] goes on & on, just like a Russian novel…and so full of rich character.
I Laughed so hard! I guess this was not intended to be funny, but after taking forever to get through Anna Karenina, it was so funny to me. Totally worth the hard read just to be able to laugh at this commercial. I think I am going to get a copy of The Brothers Karamazov by Dostoveysky to begin on my trip to Chicago.

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2 responses to “Life from a lefty

  1. Crystal

    Debra, I am very proud of your ambidextrous-ness. That’s quite an accomplishment, I never managed to achieve that. Speaking of classes made me think of other ways that we kept ourselves entertained during class. For example a certain philosophy class that had only one good reason to get out of bed at 8:00 in the morning :)That reason of course being to discuss some dude’s, I’ll go with Berkeley, theory of knowledge.The second best part of that class would be Swiatek’s accent….who did he sound like? Some character off Sesame Street or the Muppets

  2. Deb

    Definately the Count! oh, the memoires. “I vant to suck your Blood!”

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