March 2007
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Overanalysis is the Navy Blue of India Thanks, Helen It’s Friday afternoon, the weather is gorgeous and I’m moments away from heading over to Maggie’s apartment for a mini-summit of the Seven Sisters. Bryn Mawr, Smith, Mount Holyoke and Agnes Scott will be in attendance. Wine, cheese, barbecue, and panoramic views of the Seattle sunset will be shared by all. That said, I’m...
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Auditory Polaroids Way back when in junior high, one of my favorite things to do was record radio broadcasts. I would spend nights sitting on my cluttered single bed, surrounded by journals, magazines and blank tapes. I’d pop a cassette into my stereo and record hour after hour, stopping only to block out commercials. When I moved back east, I bemoaned the limited listening options in my...
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Object Permanence at 58 When my mother, Elyse, travels to a place, she expects it to remain the same for all time. In her mind, once-visited locations are eternally awaiting her return. I am reminded of this occasionally, and was actually caught in a bit of a tiff last night, when she and I started chatting about the possibility of a Vegas vacation in my future. My first mistake? Casually...
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An Open Letter to Atoosa Rubenstein’s Myspace Page Dear ‘Toos, For the past year or so, there has been little communication between the two of us. You stay in your corner of the Internet, and I in mine. When I first stumbled upon your account last year, I got a kick out of your page: attempting to appeal to your Seventeen and (R.I.P.) Cosmo-GIRL! followers while aging gracefully into...
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Sleep Tight Me: Will you tell me a ten-second bedtime story? Ian: Once there was a couple who needed to go to sleep so they did. The end. P.S. Sometimes, Ian and I say hilarious things to each other when no one is listening. On occasion, we decide to share our joy with the world. Check out our new blog, Heart of Austria, for more information.
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Cousins Me: There are two facts that you can never change. I’ll always be older than you and therefore wiser. Reed: But what about when I’m ninety and you’re one hundred? Me: Well, I suppose that will level the playing field a little… Reed: No, I meant, what if you get Alzheimer’s and I’m still with it? Me: Well, what if you get Alzheimer’s and I’m...
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Norooz Mobarak, Y’all Five lists: Saved Titles for Future Posts
In the Words of Saint Augustine, “O Lord, Help Me to be Pure, but Not yet”
Technosexual
If You Can’t Get Rid of the Family Skeleton, You Might as well Make it Dance
Lifting Me Up like a Garage Door
I’ve Got Soul, but I’m Not a Soldier
Somewhere in Columbia a Little Boy is Missing his...
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I Deserve a lot of Tat For What I’ve Got to Give New photos here.
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Fluffernutter After viewing Charlie Stedman’s clip on homemade marshmallow Fluff via Vimeo, I was reminded of my very first day of high school, which, coincidentally, was my first time eating in a school cafeteria. Nervously approaching the lunch counter, I was confronted by a smorgasbord of oddly named sandwiches. The alien terms only highlighted my feelings that my recent move to Cape Cod...
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Just Call Me Breathess Ian: What’s the matter baby? Don’t you want my Dick Tracy all up in your Lips Manlis?
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The Eggs are Delicious, But a Little too Rich for My Taste A few days ago I began posting on how iPod earbuds give me one hell of an earache. Half way into my ever-flippant rant I was rudely interrupted by the ABC special on Oprah’s Leadership Academy in South Africa. I watched as Zodwa woke at four o’clock in the morning to trek from her one room shack to the bus stop, aware that she...
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Metroblogging Will Have its Revenge on Seattle Two of my photographs are featured over at Now Public. Go see for yourself