Entries from December 2007
20 December 2007
The Arrogance Of Being Me Without You In My Nothingness
Some weeks ago, a friend asked me to recommend a good bar in my neighborhood. He was looking for somewhere to take his friends from univ. (That’s how he wrote it, univ. If we hadn’t been on the internet I would have pinched his post-colonially anglophilic ass.)
I told him to [...]
15 December 2007
Fabulous Prayers
I was negotiating with a young bartender over the feasibility of obtaining Lily a green-tea martini (we are all Orientalists here) when she leaned over to me and said, I think that’s Reverend Billy.
Who? I gasped.
Him! Right there! We were whispering urgently now, two hunters in a blind or fine just two [...]
10 December 2007
It Has Turned The Color Of Gold
I saw The Savages tonight. On the walk to the theater I called my mother to ask whether or not a week long sinus infection meant I should go to the doctor or just whether I should wait and continue to produce snowstorms of tissues in stomach-turning colors. She said doctor, and asked [...]
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