Now that it’s getting warmer, it’s nice to walk around Sunnyside again, even in the rain. Sokin and I went out for a stroll around the neighborhood last night, looking to have dinner and dessert. We approached a grocery store I didn’t recognize… five blocks away becomes the unknown. Three small dogs were tied out […]
Sunday, February 25, 2001
With the long-distance help of my dad, I am fixing a lamp which was a New York street find. This follows in a peculiar tradition of long-distance repair between the two of us, the most notable moment being the time when my dad accurately diagnosed the ominous scraping sound coming from the wheel wells of […]
Thursday, February 8, 2001
Coming home at night I smell dinner being cooked all over Sunnyside. People are making better food than I do. I think this is because they are not making it for themselves alone. I feel like I haven’t said what I needed to say to put this election to rest for me. Then, I don’t […]
I am linking to this blog only because of the picture in the margin. I would include this picture in my application to intern at Harper’s if I thought they would understand just how eerie the juxtaposition of Anime-style art and a Confederate flag is. It’s their kind of weird, I think, but still I […]
Friday, December 15, 2000
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 […]
Tuesday, November 28, 2000
Today we found a working pencil sharpener in class– one of those objects which draws attention as if it were an enchanted carpet or broom. The sound of it grinding away elicited a deep urge in all of the kids to come get their own sharpened. Narovi appeared with a perfectly functional pencil. She smiled […]
Friday, November 24, 2000
I’m not really sure what the fuss is about Thanksgiving. So many people I know dread having to be with their families for a whole meal. Despite my family’s divorce (two generations of it on one side), Thanksgiving has never had that tension looming over it. I would have loved to be home with my […]
Thursday, August 17, 2000
Monkeys! it’s SCIENCE, you know! * * * * * Things I learned at work today: If you walk into a room when someone is talking about you, you will have a long life. If you hold the toes or fingers of a new baby, you will be its godparent. (I think I misunderstood this […]
…is that I am one of the first people in New York City to get a fresh copy of the Village Voice. My dance studio’s right next door to the Voice, so even though my tango class at Sandra Cameron’s SUCKS (the teacher is repetitive and slow to the point where my mind wanders so […]
Something substantial fell into place for me yesterday at the main branch of the New York Library. I was supposed to be there digging up curricula on day-care related issues and having little luck when I came across a book about Tibor Kalman on one of the reshelving hand-trucks. I don’t know much about Kalman, […]