| in my cd player... The Softies It's Love |
| on the page... Story's 10th Anniversary Issue |
| curious liquids I just *love* the cave-like alcoves of The Curious Liquids Cafe... sinking into the musty furniture and chatting for hours with Erika was the perfect evening treat |
| in my comment field... "After a year away, with so many extreme moments, the experiences begin to extinguish one another, and you start to feel like the grotesque consumer of a life you are not really a part of anymore." Mark Mordue |
| godliness No adventures this holiday weekend... just old-fashioned apartment cleaning, like the kind Mom used to make. I can't remember the last time I stayed in town over a holiday... I found it oddly peaceful and satisfying |
| lost Ever write a letter to a friend that you're not sure exists anymore? There's an unfinished one atop my kitchen table right now |
| tackiest purchase of the decade A leopard print, fuzzy Pochacco wallet from the Hello Kitty House |
| a redemptive sky Today, driving across the Mass Ave. bridge toward Boston, a gray storm cloud loomed directly overhead, while other innocent, flirting clouds skirted along horizon... casting Boston in a light that made it a city I want to continue living in |