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Race

It is time to post this. I’ve spent too long on the draft, I’ve forgotten the perfect title I came up with for it, and the fire’s dying. In 1966 and 1967, Apaches at Cibecue portrayed “the Whiteman” as hippie — mumbling, awkwardly effeminate, and… “rich but pretending poor.” In 1970, VISTA volunteers descended on […]

Lists: Miss Angeles Calls Roll

Lucky me — I got to compare the list of after-school kids with the list of school kids at work today. The woman who handed me this task looked at me apologetically. It’s hard to convince people that I don’t mind brainless routines which involve lists — same reason I’ve enjoyed doing menus for Nat. […]

from a letter to Chase

Subject: I laughed until tears came to my eyes (which wasn’t too much of a stretch, seeing as it’s one of those perma-tear days at my house… I screamed myself hoarse at my afterschool class of third-graders today, and then actually burst into tears in front of them. you know there’s no going back when […]

I Don’t Want To Sleep

so here’s some more classics from the CACFP vaults. scrambles egg cornflakes kellow pulm cold fish home nad soup gronala bars grean salan Feach toast biskets spag spam twigs yely chicken soap carras sticks totot mix green sala orka fruit desert bananana burget bun spaguettis lectuce tomatoe (Dan Quayle’s goin’ DOWN…)

What’s For Lunch

Every once in a while at work I volunteer to help check the menus we get from child care providers in compliance with the federal Child and Adult Care Food Program, or CACFP. The basic idea of the CACFP– at least the part I deal with– is that the government reimburses day care providers in […]

Turlets

as the plumber I’ve been negotiating with so charmingly calls them. The seats of the toilets at work are invariably spattered if not flooded wwith urine. This is in the women’s room, mind you, not the men’s. Apparently it is the habit of the people who come through our clinic to suspend themselves above the […]

Local schools and the etymology of “mamí”

(adapted from a letter I sent to my former roomie today) I went to a meeting of local parents about the school system today. It was, of course, infuriating. I found out that the school next door to where I’ve been working ranks 656th out of 677 schools in the whole city. And it just […]

The X-Men

I love long weekends, and the Fridays which come before them… Today, out of idle good spirits, we are playing Who’s Your Favorite Superhero? at work. Mind you, this is among a bunch of social services professionals — welfare case managers, job trainers, day care network managers — mostly older than me, from late-20s on. […]

Detritus

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, […]

Grey Flannel

(Written June 22nd, posted late due to continuing browser issues.) Another cloudy, windy, slightly warm day in New York City… The oppressive heat, the Summer-Of-Sam heat that cracks open every fire hydrant and makes the whole city nuts, hasn’t hit yet, thang god. When I was in high school I convinced myself that the weather […]