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A foggy day
Not to be a typical American tourist talking about plumbing, but I need to tell you that since my last visit to London nine years ago I have mastered the shower-bath. The cuisine is still kind of a mystery but I’m enjoying it more this time. On our arrival Jack took us to a Turkish … Continue reading
The Pig Rating: Philadelphia
Final photos from Philly are here. Yesterday when Kim went to her lab, the Lad and I went to see Why We Fight, which is a documentary about the military industrial complex. It was a fantastic documentary about all the ways the American people are tricked into warmongering, but you know what you don’t want … Continue reading
With cranberry paste and horse flesh for fuller, shinier hair
I’ve been idly browsing Kimmie’s bathroom products while we’re here, as I like to do in any foreign bathroom. It seems odd that we as a species have discovered so many plants that are beneficial to the hair — jojoba, the Australian tea leaf tree, papaya, etc. — but none that cure cancer. Tonight Kim … Continue reading
Photos
Our first pictures are up here. Note that I did the captions, although I skipped the first couple of pages mostly. How many things can you really say about air travel pictures? Not many.
Scorching Kim’s cat and other stories
After a remarkably painless journey (car, plane, air train, subway, bus, then our feet), we arrived at Kim’s house in Philly at about 8:30 pm, Philly time. (You are allowed to call it Philly, I checked. It’s not like saying Frisco. I say Philly every chance I get now. I’m also busting out “youse” wherever … Continue reading
Waiting for the train
8:00 a.m. Been up for two hours. Drinking coffee now in my sunny living room, listening to Elliot Smith tell the biggest lie on repeat. We leave on our trip tomorrow but we leave the apartment today, in just a few hours. Outside the giant rainbow flag waves goodbye. Any of you lurkers out there … Continue reading
In which I calm the fuck down
I’ve been planning this date for days and days: what will I wear? Where will we go? What will I wear? What will we eat? What will we do? What will I wear? Now at last it’s almost time to have the actual date and I am so sick of thinking about it that I … Continue reading
Disneyland
Disneyland was, as it should be, a highly surreal experience. The peak of this is Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, in which you, as Toad, take a threatening journey culminating when you die in an explosion of dynamite. The ride then moves into a Hell room complete with small furious demons and a leering cartoon Satan. … Continue reading
We screamed all over Italy.
Last night I dreamt I was driving a red convertible through Italy. I was driving along perilous cliffs overlooking Tuscan villages and the Mediterranean. These landscapes are jumbled in my mind due to the long (long, long, long) day and night I spent driving across Italy with my parents last April, the night there was … Continue reading