Wednesday, February 20, 2002
(This has another part somewhere. Check the archives for the bit about opals.) My roommate came back from vacation outraged about a friend of hers, a boy who had been to her parents’ at Thanksgiving and had apparently been flirting with two of her other friends… had actually gone so far, in fact, as to […]
Really, that’s not a comment on my mental state — I’m at my dad’s house in the foothills, and the house is literally engulfed in a cloud. If my dad walks out to the garage, it gets hard to see him. When I look out the front window, I can’t see the street below. The […]
Saturday, November 10, 2001
No joke. Not only has John McCain endorsed a huge, semi-militarized, FIVE-FOLD expansion of AmeriCorps, as Jen pointed out, but the President has already initiated an expansion of the program into the hands of the new Office of Homeland Security. This may have been made independently of McCain’s bill, or not; I asked the press […]
Thursday, November 1, 2001
…one time we were sitting in class and we hear this dreadful cheer from some not-far-distant football game and Martin looks to us wryly and says, a la stenography instructor, “Yes, young people, this is fascism” then, in his normal “I’d-read-for-PBS-pledge-breaks-but-I’m-just-too-cool” voice: “You know they’d do anything they were asked right now… Yes, kill the […]
Saturday, October 27, 2001
No, seriously — would someone tell me please? We seem to have had an earthquake here in New York again, at about quarter to two this morning. Either that or they finally blew something else up. I can’t stand it. This is the worst possible place to be in the case of an earthquake. All […]
Wednesday, October 24, 2001
My boss Abby asks me today if I’m a Valley Girl. Yes, I say, and then reconsider, and say No. There are reasons to say Yes, most of them simply linguistic. A former Humboldt County-area boyfriend of mine, visiting my hometown for the first time, remarked with alarm that I turned into a Valley Girl […]
Thursday, October 11, 2001
The communications karma gnomes have been particularly capricious in the last few days. Today they caused Galataea, my computer, my beautiful blue second mind, to have a catastrophic grand mal seizure resulting in an hour of blankscreen and a mangled article pitch. Yesterday, they tweaked my cel phone so that it rang all squeaky and […]
Wednesday, October 3, 2001
The guy who is fixing the house came by to bang the storm windows outside off early this morning. As a result, squirrels have taken up residence in the sash gutter of my bedroom window.
Monday, September 24, 2001
Chinatown Friday night the cops’ interest in passers through the Canal Street boundary line cooled a little. Still we had trouble getting our speakers in for the panel discussion we were doing on Walker Street — they’d been at a peace vigil at Times Square with some 4,000 other people, and had been herded into […]
Friday, September 21, 2001
They told us to get back to work… but there werenÂ’t any jobs available for a man under his desk in the fetal position… which I gladly would have taken… –Jon Stewart I’m sitting here listening to the Daily Show as I type. Jon Stewart gave an unhumorous, bewildered, tearful opening monologue for their first […]