Archive for February, 2009

The Angels Dig My . . . Plaid, Too

Thursday, February 26th, 2009

I’m always surprised when things don’t last forever: especially as I form emotional attachments to them which only grow stronger the longer they’re around. Ah well! Out with the old! In with the new! I . . . love you (larger)

The Natives

Monday, February 23rd, 2009

My main fear, as I scurried across the icy street in high-heeled boots, was that the busdriver was an asshole. My next greatest fear was that the light would turn green. If the light turned green, the bus would easily make it to the stop before I could. If the busdriver were an asshole, he [...]

An Apology, Just As the Weather Gets Nice

Thursday, February 12th, 2009

I. Dear darling, I’m sorry, I have broken all of our windows. The first while I was alone, spring cleaning, tipping inwards, wiping years of grey away Something shifted. A squeak I could not attribute to a mouse. I tried to get back hold of the thing darling, but it is difficult, balancing on a [...]

Die Sweetie Die

Wednesday, February 11th, 2009

I’ve only just begun my training as a Babe (first lesson: standing up ass first. Sassy!), so I’ll be sitting audience-side on this one. But all y’all Bostonians should check this out. Commuter rail party, everyone! Commuter rail party!

Occasional, Briefer Bouts of Mortality

Sunday, February 8th, 2009

Last night, after turning off the lights to go to sleep, I thought to myself “I will die some day.” When I was a kid, I thought about this a lot — mostly during car rides, for whatever reason. I’d sit in the back seat, my sister dozing in a car seat next to me, [...]