Monthly Archives: August 2005

Tonight I made dinner for two friends before we ran down to the Ritz Five for a free Philly Film Society screening (“The Thing About My Folks,” Peter Falk and Paul Reiser playing father and son, it’s sweet and funny … Continue reading →

I got home this afternoon, after church and brunch with friends. I wandered around the apartment for a bit, leaned back into my bed and was sucked down into sleep. In my experience, there are two kinds of afternoon naps. … Continue reading →

When I was 17 (March 1997), my mom and I drove out to visit Whitman College. I had been accepted the previous November and had accepted my acceptance sight unseen. Thankfully, I fell in love with Whitman and Walla Walla … Continue reading →

Evidently,this is me. What Classic Movie Are You? personality tests by similarminds.com

“Summer in the City” by the Lovin’ Spoonful on Morning Edition today. Thanks to my dad, I’ve been a Spoonful fan since age 6. He would play a rockin’ version of “Jug Band Music” on his guitar and I would … Continue reading →

I left work this afternoon around 5:30, and walked home through coolish air and into a completely uncommitted evening. I dropped into Salvation Army on the way and by 6:05, was home to fall into the open arms of my … Continue reading →

The cd has really landed and is available for purchase at CD Baby. So, go, buy it. It makes the perfect Labor Day gift (okay, so what if we don’t normally exchange gifts on Labor Day). If Raina can sell … Continue reading →

I used to have dreams about running long distances before I ever became a runner. In my running dreams my body would move swiftly and with abundant strength over fields of grass. I would never feel out of breath, only … Continue reading →

I’ve got a big old, bad old headache that is crippling my ability to work or write anything interesting right now. Something better later, I promise.

In the early 70′s, when their marriage was still fresh and young, long before my sister or I came on the scene, my parents had brief (extremely brief) stint as models. They had a friend who was a photographer, and … Continue reading →