Within twenty minutes of arriving back in New York yesterday, from a week in Alabama, I wanted to rush back into LaGuardia and book the next flight to anywhere. I love flying. You can sit in a semi-comfortable chair, put headphones on, read, and occasionally glance out over the geometric shapes carved into the earth. It's so relaxing and calm up ( Read more... )

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After I posted this yesterday, Greg decided to do some google-sleuthing.

He started with the IDs Dante had left in the 'collateral' bag. We had worked out that the IDs were probably stolen, despite Dante's insistence that friends had given them to him so he could get into bars (which implied that he was underage, but most of his online profiles ( Read more... )

I wrote this some time ago, after modeling naked for an art class at UNA. Recently, it was published in a friends' anthology of assorted writings ( Read more... )

I love Yakko's World, and especially love how he says 'Taaaaanzania.'

I was on yahoo instant messenger a week or so ago--I seldom use YIM, but sign on occasionally because it's nice to see what some of the old chat friends are up to--and Tony Weaver was signed in. I hadn't talked to Tony in years. We went to college together, sort of; when G and I ( Read more... )

Will, a friend from Florence who is currently teaching at a private school in Houston, has been taking classes at Princeton over the summer, and decided to take the train into the city to hang with us for a few days ( Read more... )

I dunno why, but I only felt colder when Martha finished saying what she needed to say, mostly because I knew what was coming after the death and the burial and the day or so of a loss sinking in. I knew there was a will to be read, and I knew what would be in the will--as did everyone in the family--and I knew that the will meant different things ( Read more... )

Let's see. Funeral Day ( Read more... )

I wrote this right after getting here, and saved it til we got the internet so i could update the lj.... So this is 2 weeks old ( Read more... )

Mom picked me up around 11.30 to drive me to the Uhaul place, then followed me to the apartment to help load the damned thing ( Read more... )