be Carl Quintanilla on NBC and say that the 1500 (?) policemen and women in New Orleans have been asked, as night falls, to abandon search and rescue missions and instead to focus on curbing looting. These people have lost everything. Damn. Let ’em get some stuff from Wal*Mart for free. God knows MalWart can… Continue reading how to make my stomach turn
right. First read this. Pay special attention to this part: “I was on the phone with my sister tonight outside in the front yard waiting for Jon to call and say that he was on his way home. He has had to work late recently BECAUSE! OF ALL THOSE THINGS WE CAN‘T TALK ABOUT HERE!”… Continue reading yeah
Tuesday: All day: TA orientation. Afternoon/Evening: Tyra and I trek to SPAC to see Tori Amos work her magic. While a longtime, somewhat zealous-less, fan (never bought more than _Little Earthquakes_), I never made it to see her. And since I haven’t had cable in nearly 10 years, I haven’t seen videos and etc, either.… Continue reading two day redux
well. the perfunctory entry so that the white space doesn’t encroach: This week is the week before classes start. Today [was]: CCR Community Day. I generally enjoy this function, as it is a rare opportunity for the grad students and faculty to peek in on what one another is doing. Tasty free lunch, too. Tomorrow… Continue reading a little panic (and a couple keelings over)
My dear friend from high school, Damaris, is having a baby. Not something that I imagined would ever happen, mostly because when I left her my junior year, she was the oldest of five children–or maybe was it six?–and I’m sure had had enough of mothering duties by the time she left for college for… Continue reading welcome, Damaris!
Thanks to Deb for her word, “vung,” which means (and I gather this only from context): dang, crud, drat, crap, scat. I say “vung” because today was a doozy. B took a trip to NYC to pick up (what else) an engine. He was gone from 4 am until dinnertime. From the moment I got… Continue reading vung
Sorry for the white space. I have my settings to display the last seven days’ worth of posts, and when you go, say, for 11 days without posting, there’s nothing to display. Thanks for the heads up, Heather. Anyhoo: the rundown on the Frank family reunion will probably take a couple of posts/days for me… Continue reading Frankstock 2005