#SoCS: The Eyes Don’t Have It

I have worn eyeglasses since second grade. I remember sitting in the front row of the classroom and squinting because I couldn’t see the blackboard. I assume the teacher told my parents about my troubles and that was the beginning of a lifetime accessory. Being near-sighted, especially in the right eye, has its challenges. I can read without glasses, but take them off and I can’t see the color of a friend’s eyes when a few feet away. When attendingRead more

SoCS, Poetry and Tale/Tail

“This is a story of two tails Who try to be tough as nails…” Ummmm…mom? Yes Gibbs? Are you writing poetry again? Why yes I am. It’s for Linda Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Aren’t you a little late? You usually write on Friday night when you’re not feeding me and doing laundry. Yeah, well I was busy yesterday. Busy? You came home early on Friday. And then I left again. Ziva and I were wondering about that. I mean,Read more

A or B?

We’ve all done it. Paid a visit to the eye doctor. Sat in a chair with our faces plastered to a doo-dad contraption, our chins supported in a little plastic holder. We’ve looked through lenses and recitedĀ letters on the wall. If we can read them. And then we move on to multiple choice. “Which is better, clearer? A or B? A or B? A or B?” I’m always afraid I’ll get it wrong, that a buzzer will go off andRead more