The Uborkess herself asked me to post a couple of reminders. “Sure!” I said. “I write reminders all the time!” The problem is, mostly I write them to myself, and mostly they don’t work. I have one by my elbow … Continue reading
I can’t remember a time when The Decemberists weren’t among my favorite bands, even though it was only a few months ago that I first came across their music. “Grace Cathedral Hill,” a ballad (ballad? that seems too cheesy, like … Continue reading
I live in an oceanside town that’s been basking in sunlight recently. You may not. But that’s no reason you can’t drink like you do! Beachy or tropical cocktails today, please. I’ll take your orders and, like a true Southern … Continue reading
May 21 Age 8 I can put my hands all the way round my waist. Coooooool.
June 10 Age 7 My sister and brother are assholes.
Somewhere in my childhood self, an effusive diarist lurked. I’m certain of it. Had I mastery enough of my little hands to wield skinny sticks with lead or ink inside, my early years would be in paperback by now. No, … Continue reading
STUART PROBABLY DIDN’T COME UP WITH ANYTHING TO WRITE BECAUSE HE WAS TOO BUSY SAYING MUSHY THINGS TO ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS OVER THE PHONE ALL WEEKEND