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Monthly Archives: March 2004

Lucky Number Seven

I’ve never been a very lucky person, unless bad luck is taken into consideration…but I do seem to have the market cornered in one area. Over the past decade I have, periodically, been able to score guest list spots from our local college radio station. There seems to be a certain formula at work: [...]

Underachievers Please Try Harder

Yesterday I used up the last of my precious coffee supply and neglected to put it on a list of things for the husband to fetch for me. But I came up with a plan last night, after having dozed off on the uncomfortable futon couch in the computer room (sleeping on this beast [...]

I Don’t Want The World, I Just Want Your Half

If you are in NYC, or can be on March 25th, check out Where’s My Democracy (WMD), a fundraising event featuring new fiction readings by Paul Auster, Michael Cunningham, Jennifer Egan, Dave Eggers, Jonathan Franzen, Gary Indiana, Jhumpa Lahiri, Joyce Carol Oates, Lou Reed, Susan Sontag, Wendy Wasserstein, and Colson Whitehead. The other day [...]

As Good As It Gets

We’ve been having a pleasant weekend, all things considered. The weather’s been reminiscent of Reykjavik (rain, hail, gusty winds, sleet, snow and sunshine…all within the span of an hour). And since starting the second job, the husband’s sleep schedule has been even more out of whack than usual. So to leave him with a [...]

All The Stars Looked Just Like Little Fish

Too tired to create my own content this fine morning, so… Dan on the run went to the corner store for a loaf of bread and came back with something unexpected. Jason sees an upside to the bus strike. There’s this girl child using a photo of mine, of my Dad (scroll down to [...]

Your Lips Are Moving But I Can’t Hear What They Say

Four year-olds do not have magazine subscriptions. Well, not my four year-old, at any rate. Allow me to explain. Through his employer the husband has the most amazing health insurance plan ever, which the little man and I were added to last summer. A few months back this employer requested proof that the husband [...]

Messing With Mother Nature Can Be Hazardous To Your Health

Last night I dreamt I had a daughter named Cunning, around toddler age…and another, a baby girl whose name I didn’t quite catch. Or couldn’t pronounce. But definitely can’t remember. The little man had grown. He was much taller (taller I am now, which isn’t saying much) and was quite capable of caring for [...]

A Labor Of Love

It’s funny how some sunshine can turn one’s disposition around. We hadn’t had decent weather around these parts for what felt like forever and a day. Today’s blue skies inspired me to walk to work (and back) for the first time…as the bus strike shows no signs of breaking. I wasn’t quite sure how [...]

Horseshoes And Hand Grenades

I read a lot, mostly fiction…what with my tendency towards escapism and all. If I go more than a day or two between books I get a bit, well, anxious. The other night it came to a head. Everyone in our little household was coming down with a cruddy cold. The little man was [...]

Just Call Me The Shredmistress

I usually refrain from writing about work here, unless it’s in the most general of terms. And this seems to be a good policy, as Heather of Dooce can attest to. But I’m heading in shortly, where I am expecting a bit of much-deserved teasing…for my excessive clumsiness there on Friday. You see, my [...]