I really didn’t think this would be quite what it is. I know it’s a big deal, of course, I am human and I am American, after all, but I didn’t realize this would be quite what it is. Majestic. Stirring. These are the times that I wish I’d someday have children, not because I [...]
Monthly Archives: August 2008
Oops I did it again: the West Coast edition
08.25.08 –
I made a grave error in that I erased all the nice comments you left on the post about Bug. I tried to retrieve them, but they’ve clearly gone to the Land Beyond where single socks and earrings make their homes. If you can remember what you wrote, would you please recomment? Particularly you, Bill, [...]
Bug, revisited
08.21.08 –
I’m amazed that I made it this long without seeing it. It’s been more than a year now since he lost the leg, 13 months to be exact, and just this week I saw him miss it. Try to use it. Realize it isn’t there.
Just as he has since he moved in, he waited for [...]
Where the boys are
08.20.08 –
I know, I know. I’m late to every party. First I discovered Twitter in my 80s, got my period at 85, and now here I am, at 90, finding out there’s this fantastic show depicting this American life just as it really was in the early 60s! About women with pyramid-shaped breasts and men with [...]
On bitch slapping the Interwebs
08.18.08 –
Some of you may have noticed that I have yet to fill my links page. I can’t bring myself to do it, to be honest. I can’t bring myself to pick and choose, to decide who is worthy and who isn’t. It smacks of high school, frankly, like most things do in the blogosphere as [...]
Dad
08.13.08 –
My dad is on my mind. It’s not really just a mind thing. Sometimes it’s my whole body, and I wake up, heart racing, thinking I’m by his side as he’s dying. That there’s nothing to do, that I hold him and tell him how much I love him because that’s the way we should [...]
The real reason I own stock in Glade
08.12.08 –
The laptop is broken. Busted. Ruined. Kaput. It is a lie to say I didn’t have a hand in this, as I did, and probably more than one. You see I like a clean work space but also prefer to work on the bed, where I can prop myself up on plush pillows, just as [...]
A Very Special Episode: Sweets Surrender, The Ocho
08.06.08 –
I am a complete sucker for punishment. I also cannot control myself when it comes to checking up on things. Like anything in the oven. Like old boyfriends via Google. I guess that last one is more like stalking, but you get the idea.
And so it was last night that after two glasses of wine [...]
