Ryan on the Moor This is my great-nephew: on a hike, and getting his first haircut. The photos were taken by his grandmother, who also happens to be my baby sister and, though I hesitate to admit it, one of the cleverest people you’ll ever meet. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . […]
Read moreMonth: November 2007
Dotty
Today I had to get my cast changed. I took the bus to Kaiser, riding in a backwards-seat next to an old woman who hadn’t bathed since shortly after birth. Happily, my favorite cast tech in the world was working today — the one who enlightened me, a broken foot or two ago, about the existence of cast fetishists. “Just look it up on the Web,” he told me. And there it was, all over […]
Read moreThe Week in Review
I want chocolate. Now. But I’m not allowed to have any for another month. How are you today? Did you have a good week? I didn’t, and am glad it’s over. Chocolate flake mint ice cream on a sugar cone would would be a fitting way to celebrate. First of all, I had a certain test scheduled which I’d been dreading on account of its requiring that I drink four liters of a certain foul […]
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