Archive for July, 2007

Because She’ll Like, Melt, or Something

Saturday, July 28th, 2007

It was pouring black rain outside, and all the Anthropologie sales girls were going completely out of their minds. I was in the dressing room when it really started coming down: all thunder and violence, it was flooding the streets outside and making its way onto the second floor, beating holes into the roof.
“Omigod, omigod! [...]

An Oasis Of Numbers

Thursday, July 26th, 2007

For the longest time, I just assumed that nobody could read digital clocks. They’re such jumpy bastards, unreliable in their clarity. Obviously, here was a situation in which analog was overwhelmingly superior.
“What a strange invention,” I would think to myself in high school mornings, munching on cornflakes and staring at our microwave. The bright red [...]

Just Like Old Times

Friday, July 20th, 2007

I found myself walking alongside Highway 61 like I have so many times before; the speeding cars whipping up cold currents with the scent of pine trees and massive Lake Superior, which permeates just about everything in Northern Minnesota — from the temperature to the gift shops to the way you set about your day, [...]

What We Ate While We Were There

Monday, July 16th, 2007

My mom commented that she likes to take pictures of the food she eats when she’s on vacation, because it brings her back to that time more than anything else. I’d like to say the same is true for me, but mostly I think it just makes me hungry again later.

Bruschetta with goat cheese and [...]

The Cult-Following Type

Wednesday, July 11th, 2007

I think I may have a problem. It occurred to me the first time a few months ago in a yoga studio, as I lay prostrate on the hardwood floor repeating some mantra about surrender, and then again last week, as I was pumping my fist in the air at the stage and feverishly chanting [...]