06 September 1999
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.