Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Assignment #1

I haven't had much time as of late to blog, so I thought it might be fun to post my non-fiction writing assignments.  They are, hmmm. Close to my usual subject matter.

Let them forever be enshrined here.


           With the doors and windows closed, my bedroom takes on a musty, trapped smell that is created by a combination of the long, late morning slumbers of two people deeply breathing in a small space with no air flow, and an animal with free reign of the bedroom.  The layout of the room is such that upon entering, the eye is naturally drawn to the well-used vanity standing next to the south window. The vanity is littered with perfume bottles both empty and full, cups of makeup brushes, wooden boxes from far-away places I have never been to, jewelry draped haphazardly over the mirror and its wooden supports, as well as earring cardboards and a plethora of pictures stuffed in the small slit between the mirrored-glass and the wood encasing it.  A fine dust of translucent, powdered makeup can be observed covering the length of the table and its occupants.
            Further investigation of the cluttered scene uncovers an intruder among the perfume bottles-a tall, upright, unashamed bottle of Cholula hot sauce, complete with a wooden stopper.  Its label is bright and cheery, yellow and red with an attractive Latina woman smiling up at her audience.  The contents of the bottle nearly reach the top, and there are no telltale signs of usage, no streaks of hot sauce running down the inside of the glass, back to the waiting and welcoming hot sauce pool gravity has drawn together.  The bottle, clearly not perfume, has been waiting patiently for its owner (myself) to reunite it with its hot sauce companions down in the kitchen cabinet for quite some time now, but until I do, the tolerant bottle must wait.
            Sitting atop the wooden mirror, a tiny, rotund, red, also-wooden Buddha carefully reigns over the bedroom.  He is easily recognized as jovial by the wide, open-mouthed grin splitting his face, although at his size the viewer may have to squint to fully appreciate his joy.  Although not often noticed by many, his good fortune continues to bless those that dwell in his presence.  



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