…To you and yours. May you have a lipstick party of your own this holiday weekend.
Archive for the ‘Slacking Off’ category
Stella on the island
Stella took a plane and a boat to an island
where the ocean is blue.
She stayed in a delightful guesthouse
where the towels entertained
and the ocean mesmerized.
People lived in the town and played basketball.
Visitors watched the sunset.
Someone lived in a conch house.
At the south of the island is a sculpture garden,
and the eastern point of Mexico, with [...]
The Great Whatsit
This weekend, we hosted a baby shower for a very good friend from school. In a last pre-baby hurrah, the mom-to-be finagled a day off and declared the shower would continue in the desert. It was the kind of spontaneous trip we used to do quite a bit, but haven’t in ages. We tossed our [...]
Check up
A few months ago, moved by the common sentiments of the season, I publicly vowed to get into decent shape, learn to play my pedal steel, and get a career, all before the end of 2007. How am I doing?
The get-into-shape part is actually, surprising, going fairly well. I joined a gym a month and [...]
Voices in the casserole
I keep looking at objects in my house with expectancy, staring into the bright eyes and smiling mouths of all sorts of anthropomorphic animal faces—the bee on the graham cracker box, the Pokemon backpack clip, the dragonfly wind chimes. I am hoping they will speak to me. They stare back dumbly, without consciousness, let alone [...]
Little ditty
In the sentimental ‘70s, the appetite for tragic drama in pop culture was a lot more voracious than ever before or since; the genre of the after-school special and such movies as “Love Story,” “The Other Side of the Mountain,” “Ice Castles,” ”Brian’s Song,” “Something for Joey,” and of course, “The Boy in the Plastic [...]
Discovering Callas
Thursday mornings at our house begin with cell phone alarms going off every fifteen minutes, warm jeans pulled from the dryer, steam billowing from bathroom door and then with a sudden realization, we stop getting ready. Backpacks zip, briefcases open, we huddle in the foyer and compare schedules.
Tonight—Buffalo Wild Wings—who will drive from work? Who will pick up [...]
Dispatch from Sundance (2007)
Movies! Celebrities! Glamour!
This year’s Sundance Film Festival contains all that and much more. In this post, I’ll be reviewing this year’s festival, as well as a few movies that I saw.
First off, I’m amazed at how much the festival stays the same. I recognize the same faces (even on my flight from NYC to SLC). [...]
Rising up through the talons of the tiger
or to the challenge of arrival
or to the challenge of our rivals.
Whatever.
Bryan at 2:20 am: “2006 is my bitch, yall!!”
Happy New Year from Rocky Balboa and the Garden State Chorale, Inc.
And from all your best friends at The Great Whatsit.
Hermie on holiday
No time for nice little essays this week. No intelligible thought whatsoever. My brain is a pile of brown boxes I have to unpack before Sunday. Hermie’s writer persona is on hiatus—The Abominable Snowman is out shopping.
But the sugar plum fairy is in full pirouette. There must be time for cheese, in a cheddar ball encrusted [...]
