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Monthly Archives: December 2000

Hash Browns In Dirty Sock

I awoke this morning in Death Valley. I had been dreaming that I was training a dogsled team along with a little girl with dark curly hair. My mushers were a mismatched bunch of terrier mutts from the local pound, and I was going to attach them to a tricycle. (It was the most stable […]

From The Vaults: A Leg… Now I Get It…

from a family trip around the West, junior year of high school …Montana has always seemed to me to be a big grey area, the border of the known universe, the last bits of accessible territory on a Nintendo game, further from the sun (well, it is), and therefore constant clouded winter. I felt this […]

And Down The Stretch they Come

Cleaning the house. Cleaning cleaning cleaning. Mixing Pine Sol and Windex and Drano and Kleen-King bleach-laden scouring agent without regard for my safety. There isn’t a drain in this house which isn’t clogged. Nothing like getting down there with a rag to remind me what a wreck this house is. Either the upstairs bathtub or […]

Detritus Verité

In which everyone acknowledges their debt to Frank Zappa. Do not be so eager for the end of the year 2000. The planets are in line. The statue has cried real blood, and the people of the village are exclaiming. And at the very least, it will be another ten years until it’s this easy […]

Clementine season

By Christmas even the idea of citrus will turn my stomach, just in time to return to California.

Day: Minutes

“Are you still our teacher?” they kept asking me, sizing up how much it would take to drive me away. They know they can do it. I’ll be in California in two weeks. Suddenly I felt very very out of place.

Laundry Monitors

A Day Without Weblogs