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Food

“I recalled with a twinge of sadness how Japhy was always so dead serious about food, and I wished the whole world was dead serious about food instead of silly rockets and machines and explosives using everybody’s food money to blow their heads off anyway.” Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

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life

Friday, before I was sick, Jesse and I saw Rio Bravo at the Soapbox, a place with red walls, ceiling tiles that have been painted black, ratty wood floors, and windows that look over downtown. It’s a place that looks good in the dark, its imperfections almost purposeful. Whenever I’m at a good concert, I [...]

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Snapshot

Life: It’s cloudy out and I sort of wish I could spend the day sleeping, but I also have the day at home so I want to be productive. There are query letters fanned out across the carpet behind me, Gracie is sleeping in the living room, Oliver is staring out the kitchen window, I [...]

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Two Weeks

In the long list of Things That Must Be Done Before I Leave, a stack of library books has been my favorite “to do.” I finished Julia Child’s My Life in France yesterday and will start another Tim O’Brien today (reading all his books seems a worthy, and reachable, goal for the year). Julia’s book [...]

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Spring Days

Yesterday, A.’s mother was home, sick, so he and I spent most of our time outdoors, to try and let her rest. We took a forty-five minute walk, and he was remarkably good and only got restless toward the very end. The weather was perfect—just on the edge of chilly, but bright and clear. A. [...]

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