7: things that I like: an incomplete list

  1. deformed or disabled pigeons that have managed to be fat and thrive despite their disadvantages
  2. headless statues or sculptures, particularly ones that are made intentionally so
  3. saints, especially the ones who have really great, bizarre stories. Also, relics of saints and miraculously preserved body parts — Saint Anthony’s Tongue, Saint Catherine’s withered head!
  4. famous cities when they are shrouded in mist and how they stop feeling busy and touristed and instead feel magical
  5. birds in railway stations
  6. sugar cubes
  7. ornate manhole covers and fancy doorknobs
  8. when the big black boards of train schedules change over — the sound they make
  9. seeing other peoples’ reflections in mirrors and knowing that this is how they see themselves
  10. red nail polish
  11. angsty dead suicidal poets
  12. old books that smell kind of like mold but mostly like lots of fingers turning pages
  13. when little plants grow up through cracks in asphalt
  14. doc martins and chuck taylors and the way their names make them sound like eccentric old men who smoke pipes and tell war stories

~ by Not Alice on November 7, 2006.

4 Responses to “7: things that I like: an incomplete list”

  1. I am so very glad that I found your blog through NaBloPoMo.
    You charmed me with this list.s

  2. I freakin’ love saints. I read a book a few years back written by a woman who toured Europe via saint’s relics (going from relic to relic, not riding in a reliquary or anything like that). I wish I could remember what it was called or who it was by. Very cool.

    The only relic I’ve ever seen in person (I think) was the Buddha’s tooth. It was an almost golden brown.

  3. Sugar cubes just aren’t that common any more. I kind of miss them.

  4. On Saints: I so want to read that book about Europe’s relics. I saw as many as I could, but it was actually really hard to figure out whose fingers and toes were where. These are the sorts of things that should be in guide books! I decide halfway through Italy, after hearing about yet another saint body by word of mouth, that there should be some sort of guidebook for Very Morbid People. The other guidebook that I want is Europe for the Disgustingly Literate. I kept wondering if they could be combined somehow…

    Sugar cubes: They were much more common in France than in America. I got completely addicted to straining my cafe au laits through sugar cubes held delicately in my teeth.

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