rcgs

there are homes on beacon hill that have lavender windowpanes. the glass was manufactured in england, shipped to the colonies, then when installed and exposed to the sun, turned unexpectedly purple. it was deduced that too much magnesium had been added to the mix. many efforts were made, but the accident could never be reproduced. how does the world down below look to those behind that rare plummy view? is this brusque chilly city a better warmer place?

a dear friend proudly proclaimed to wear "rose-colored glasses" more often than not. unlike the more simple reference of having an almost irrationally optimistic view of the world, i came to realize he believed he could manifest desired outcomes. no cock-eyed optimist he, he liked to think himself pragmatic and purposeful of mind. so through perception, perserverence, patience or just the right turn of phrase, he'd get what he wanted. i never discovered his true odds of success, but obviously high enough in his mind that he kept the rcgs as part of his arsenal in life.

he did bequeath me a pair, for which i'm very grateful. but he always wore them as an author/actor in the play, while i'm wearing them as a spectator in the nose-bleed seats. do they work the same way up here?

pass the popcorn...