Bowling, Revisited

Linhong Zhou just e-mailed me a photo she took on our bowling night. I love it so much I want you to see it, even though it’s old news.

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Frying one’s computer is not only expensive but taxing on time and spirit. Critical files have gone missing: passwords, financial records, four years’ worth of e-mails… and my entire address/phone book. They’re not on the hard drive I yanked from the bowels of my old computer. I’m hoping they’re on my backup drive, but when I tried to hook it up to this new computer, but they wouldn’t play nice. Now I have to wait three agonizing days till an adapter gets here.

And of course I don’t have any of my photo tools, so I feel like I’m missing an arm.

Other than that, all is well here. No denying it’s fall. When I look around I keep saying to myself, —”I’m in New England. What the hell am I doing in New England?” Many mornings and afternoons when I drive past the pond (you’ve seen pictures) I see one lump or two out in the middle: the head and/or body of a very hefty snapping turtle. And at night I hear bard owls calling back and forth as I drift off to the land of Very Strange Dreams.

2 comments

  1. I really like that photo of you. You’re adorabubbleyette.

    Will you mail me a bard owl?

    P.S. Oh my sweet lord! My Captcha words are “viagra deadhead”. I’m scandalized.

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