archives for November 2007
crumpets
Wednesday 28 November 2007 | 3 cookies in the jar
Crumpets always make me think of Ms. Zlatarog—
(my Dutch-Scots (Irish-Indonesian-Italian?) genius friend from Girton, currently a researcher who goes skiing in the Alps, has exquisite taste in fiction, and does something mysterious and smart and complicated with the amygdala and facial expressions and emotion; I don’t get to see her nearly enough because she’s always […]
when craftiness goes too far
Monday 26 November 2007 | someone left a cookie
Because what we have here for sale is…a stick. For $6. Plus shipping. To be fair to it, it is a very fine stick; but all the same…what’s wrong with people that they can’t just go outside and find their own stick lying on the ground?!
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pilgrim at a party school
Sunday 25 November 2007 | I like a cookie
Thomas Merton wrote, “There is always a temptation to diddle around in the contemplative life, making itsy-bitsy statues.” There is always an enormous temptation in all of life to diddle around making itsy-bitsy friends and meals and journeys for itsy-bitsy years on end. It is so self-conscious, so apparently moral, simply to step aside from […]
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in which party city repeats history
Wednesday 14 November 2007 | I like a cookie
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why, just look at some of the delightful handmade things you can get on etsy.com! (especially the 8th one down)
Tuesday 13 November 2007 | someone left a cookie
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Accessories
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Art
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Bags And Purses
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Bath And Beauty
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Books And Zines
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Candles
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Ceramics And Pottery
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Children
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Clothing
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Crochet
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Everything Else….
lifestyles of the poor and ignominious (written in july, just now posted!)
Sunday 11 November 2007 | someone left a cookie
Here we be, living large at “the poker ranch,” wandering around its green and pleasant land in a daze and looking for the extras and the canteen tent and the makeup trailer. Because we are on a movie production set, right? It’s a Cormac McCarthy adaptation? Or Larry McMurtry? And any second now we’ll bump […]
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how the brujo got his name
Sunday 11 November 2007 | I like a cookie
One winter, while still in his twenties, the Brujo spent his vacation in Mexico.
Afterward he drove to the border to reenter the US, with one carton of cigarettes and one bottle of tequila. The guards scratched their heads and were ultimately unable to accept this paucity of consumption—that’s it?! They peered at him suspiciously. Hair […]
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friday refrains · mysterious vinyl, part II
Friday 9 November 2007 | I like a cookie
Who are the people who collect such things; and how can I meet and become friends with them? Here we find such marvels as The Handless Organist; Devastatin’ Dave; and of course, who could ever forget, having once seen…Heino. I swear I recognize some of the Xian-family albums from my demented fundamentalist childhood. But I […]
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in which she does a bunk
Thursday 8 November 2007 | 2 cookies in the jar
“What does it mean?” Mandarin wanted to know.
“I think it’s British schoolboy slang for playing hookey,” I mumbled into the phone from deep beneath the duvet, at about the time I should have been walking into my second class.
More on doing a bunk soon, because the Brujo is about to leave town to perform at […]
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word problem
Thursday 1 November 2007 | 2 cookies in the jar
If the Unnarrator started grading at 9:20 pm tonight when she had all day to do it, and it’s now 11:50 pm, and she has marked 10 papers, and has 23 papers to go, and the Brujo has gone to bed, and she’s taking a break to eat cornflakes and blog, and Pyewacket is sitting […]
