Monthly Archives: February 2010
Some stuff I did in Philadelphia
– Ate goat tacos – Drank raspberry beer (but not with the tacos) – Met a zombie prison guard – Participated in a Jewish temple ceremony – Rediscovered the marvelous prose of Shirley Jackson – Had gourmet cupcakes from two different places – May have told some people that my fiance is Amish – Hung … Continue reading
I am here to scare you straight-man.
I was surfing around this morning and started reading a humorously ironic article about a racially-motivated MUNI fight. At first I was kind of entertained by the author’s ironic use of archaic racial slurs, but after a few paragraphs, when the terms kept coming, I started to realize that maybe I was reading an actually … Continue reading
adventures of a housespouse
At the grocery store today I was loading my items onto the conveyor belt when the check-out guy in the next aisle leaned over to my check-out guy and started urgently talking to him. “Just calm down,” said not-my-guy. “Calm right on down. Everything’s going to be cooool, man. No need to get upset.” I … Continue reading
be a very wary bear
Saw an article today about a recent march held in SF with the headline “March raises awareness.” I love that “raising awareness” used to be a step on the path towards getting people to act and has now become an end in itself. It is awesome how many things I am aware of now: breast … Continue reading
Awkward
I’m starting to worry I might have made myself a reputation for being an awkward drunk. I know the solution: stop drinking at social events. But I don’t want that to be the answer, so I keep looking around for some other option. So far, all I can come up with is to start drinking … Continue reading
Call no man happy until he is climbing rocks
Just when you thought you could not love David Belle more, he goes and says something adorable: “I feel that when I move around God is looking down upon me from high. If he looks at me, I have nothing to be ashamed of. I am not doing anything bad. He will see a human … Continue reading
house-bound no longer
I’m going to visit Kim in Philly next week! This is getting out of the house with a vengeance. I was thinking about it and I realized I’ve only ever flown in and out of Tacoma on my own. Imagine that. All those years when I thought I would grow up to be an intrepid, … Continue reading
Friday
Stuff that makes me uncomfortable: – Being seen with luggage – Saying what I’m about to order at a restaurant – Interacting with shoe salesmen Stuff that does not make me uncomfortable: – Being pressed against other people on the subway – Eating things that are stale – Seeing really old people naked
Thor, With Angels
Been reading Thor, With Angels, a play by Christopher Fry about Vikings and so on. In the margins, some long-ago student has stubbornly written “Odin” every time Fry writes “Woden.” It’s endearing, this enduring obedience to the known name, but still better is when Fry writes “Death is what conquers the killer, not the killed,” … Continue reading