February 2009

Back in Black (and White).

February 28, 2009

In case you are wondering how this impromptu hiatus happened, I’ll tell you: Simone stopped sleeping, and I stopped doing anything except fantasizing about spending a night a week two weeks in a hotel. I am told that this (the not sleeping, not the fantasizing about hotels, though in my experience the two go hand [...]

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Happy Happy.

February 9, 2009

It was a perfect day, if I do say so myself. My dear friend Lizzie came over for frosting and the donning of (mandatory) party hats. Her father and my mother are best friends, and she and I have known each other since we were about seven years old. We went to camp together, together [...]

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One.

February 8, 2009

One from Alexa on Vimeo.

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Stream of What Was I Saying?

February 4, 2009

I just saw a commercial, not five minutes ago, in which a baby dropped her toy onto what looked like a perfectly clean floor in the vicinity of an immaculately groomed golden retriever, and the manicured mother (I’m assuming—I suppose she could have been a nanny or aunt or kidnapper) quickly retrieved said toy in [...]

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Apocalypse Last Weekend.

February 3, 2009

Sometimes it is tiring, being me, the way I manage to make even the simplest everyday occurrence into an ordeal. Like on Friday: We have cleaning people, a fact I have yet to stop feeling guilty about. They are from a reputable service (That uses green materials! They sweep with hay and scrub with fish [...]

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