jft: where’s the remote?
[rIAm looks under some papers next to her]
rIAm: here it is! it was hiding underneath the fat overhanging from my thigh.
jft: looks like it’s still in one piece!
rIAm: why do you reinforce my fat?
jft: because it needs scaffolding to support it… and if I didn’t use scaffolding then I would need something [...]
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fat stuff coming through
Re-sealable storage bag mystery or how to keep the landfill from filling up
My family, particularly my grandparents, have been into the three Rs — reduce, reuse, recycle — long before it was made a popular way to be green by environmentalists and modern recylcling programs. It’s just what they did in their home country of Italy, not because their town had a program in place or because [...]
Holiday time in translation
From our hearts to yours, Merry Christmas, Buon Natale, Joyeux Nöel, Feliz Navidad, Happy Hannukah to you and your loved ones.
Schlepin’ it to Superior, Wisconsin for American* Thanksgiving
j. and I are taking off today around noon to pick up his mom and head to Superior, Wisconsin to celebrate American Thanksigiving tomorrow with his grandmother. His dad and sister already left early this morning.
Something about being in Wisconsin in general, in Superior and by Lake Superior specifically, moves me, but I can’t quite [...]
Ginger ale receives a hero’s welcome in my tummy
I’m trying to focus and get things done. I really am.
But the nausea has become unbearable and now the spinning sensation when I try to read my screen is just adding to the fun.
No, I am not pregnant. I am taking antibiotics whose side effects include headache and nausea.
You see, I went to [...]
Some writer
For someone known as a writer, I’m seriously sucking at this maintaining-a-blog business.
I have drafts of posts saved. I have ideas for posts come to me EVERY SINGLE DAY. I am inspired at least once a day to write a few words and send you to crazy places like this and this. But somehow [...]
Perch
Every once in a while, usually when I am at work and taking a moment to gaze out the two walls of windows in my first floor corner office (not bragging, just situating the moment), the reality of my current existence will strike me. I never imagined so many things would be my reality: that [...]
National Disgrace
The Times-Picayune open letter to the President sums it up neatly. I won’t try to write it better than those who are living it and more in the know than me. I will just emphasize that Katrina exposed to the world some very ugly facets of this supposedly-great country.
