February 2012
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chicago, columbia, princeton, OH MY!
important thoughts yesterday/today
“if i was still in new york it would be totally ok to drink at lunch/if i was still in new york somebody would come with me to drink at lunch.”
yesterday i wanted to drink in celebration. today i need a hair of the dog. and neither will happen until after i get home.
dreams can come true
as is evidenced by our clothing choices a mere thousand-something miles apart:
“I have on a yellow silk dress and black riding boots.”
“i have on purple hunter boots and a huge blue scarf i bought in london for 5 pounds. WE CAN DO THIS TOGETHER.”
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eatingpieelsewhere:
“In India, where busloads of underprivileged children donned Gandhi costumes to mark the 64th anniversary of the Mahatma’s death, people continued to plug headphones into robots’ crotches in order to have their fortunes told.”
Harper’s Weekly takes a turn for the surreal this week. There’s a whole section about monkeys that didn’t lend itself to effective quoting.
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“That is why the better part of our memory exists outside ourselves, in a blatter...”
– Marcel Proust, À l’ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs, trans. Moncrieff and Kilmartin (via proustitute)
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the perfect school →
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an email to my mother
“and i still wouldn’t give these motherfuckers a dime.” i’m looking forward to her snarky reply which will likely be “hi sweetie, thanks for this article. love, mom”
this morning was a two mountain morning which means that i could see both sun coming slowly up and over the snow capped cascades, just like a giant bright orange runny egg yolk, and then turn my head to the west and see a beautiful soft pink and purple gloaming hovering over the snow capped olympics.
i need a better camera.
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nothing i say is intended to be a factual...
After the Republican whip, Jon Kyl, of Arizona, said on the floor of the Senate that abortion constitutes “well over ninety per cent of what Planned Parenthood does,” Planned Parenthood reported that abortions make up less than three per cent of its services, whereupon a Kyl staffer offered that what Kyl had said “was not intended to be a factual statement.”
Read more...
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i walked around late in the summer and picked squash blossoms from zucchini vines that did not seem to appeal to their owners. am i proud of this filch? no. were my omelets with fresh squash blossoms delicious? yes. would i do it again? of course.
January 2012
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it's never to early to be the best email of the...
the damned sun came out! makes it harder to work. but you should walk or something. It is so much higher in the sky now. A real marked change
In a bit it won’t even shine in the window.
~Amateur Astronomer Andrew
[response: Oh, I love you so much my heart beats faster!]
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The Not-So-Retiring Barney Frank
Andrew Goldman: You’ve long argued for the decriminalization of marijuana. Do you smoke weed?
Barney Frank: No.
AG: Why not?
BF: Why do you ask a question, then act surprised when I give an answer? Do you think I lie to people?
AG: I thought you might explain why you support decriminalizing it but don’t smoke it.
BF: Do you think I’ve ever had an abortion?
“I thought he’d instantly pick up on the romanticism of just running away. But...”
– charming
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it’s snowing, big fat flakes. and all i can do i rest my head on the arm of our big stripped armchair. and stare out at the bay. and listen to the fog horn. and think about how many variations of gray there are out there. and make tea in my new teapot. and eat toast with homemade marmalade. and repeat.
a new low
i’ve taken to googling nyt trend piece “writers” so i can shoot daggers at their pictures.
it’s snowing and i’m working from home. what else can i say?
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bondholders have rights, too. human rights. →
this is what comes of classical liberalism.
at some point it became impossible to write anything. i have a few theories but no conclusive answers. i suppose the only way out this horrible hole is to just start writing again without worry as to how horrible, how bad, how awful, how boring. dull. the dullest, most boring, most awful writing anyone has ever read.
here’s to writing more.
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if you read a sense of an ending i would welcome a short discussion! this is another topic on which i have a lot of questions.
self-social justice* plans for mlk jr. day:
makes scones
make tea in my new beautiful teapot
read turn of the screw
go to barre class
*ha! not.
Bathtub Gin →
spring plans!
