Monthly Archives: July 2009
During high school, on an afternoon walk along the beach, my buddy told me, “Yesterday, I got pinned under my weights.”
“What?” I asked, trying to understand the physicality.
“During my bench press reps. I got pinned.”
“What did you do?”
“I realized,” he said, … Read more
Do you ever feel that you’re missing it? Your life. That you’re so busy with the hustle, with the commute and the 10 minute breaks, the pile of dishes and the never ending laundry, you’ve forgotten to dance around the porch on a summer evening. … Read more
When you think of fear, what do you think of? Is it a memory—specific and concrete and unshakable—or is it an idea, a potential experience?
Much has been made in recent years of the positive aspects of fear. When you’re afraid, when your heart beats … Read more
The year before he started kindergarten, my mother and her neighbor took turns several days a week teaching my little brother, and his friend Carrie, to cook. I’d come home from school, and they’d have baked a pie, or cookies, or a casserole, or whatever. … Read more
Driving home late one evening after basketball practice, the point guard in the passenger’s seat beside me, both of us laughing nonsense, we watched the homecoming king run a stop sign and slam into us. Jodi wasn’t wearing her seatbelt, and pitched sideways and forward, … Read more
We live in a large house, split—as is common in this neighborhood—quite badly. We have the first floor: five rooms with twelve-foot ceilings, enormous thin-paned windows, dark woodwork, and bare floors. The house stays cool even at the height of summer, and is never remotely … Read more
What does a visible tattoo mean anymore? If you work with the public, or as an executive, is a visible tattoo inappropriate? Should waiters and waitresses not sport tattoos or facial piercings? Are large-gauge earrings more troubling than the nickel-sized hole in the ear when … Read more
I can’t seem to read anything new. I’m just not interested in that sort of discovery. This has gone on for quite a while now. I wonder if it’s like the churches in Europe, how I felt holy when I was in them. I would … Read more
I don’t understand the expression: all or nothing. As in, she’s an all-or-nothing sort of person. Is that a compliment? To name someone uncompromising. That’s how I hear that expression, as a descriptor for people who refused to share their crayons, or stand in line … Read more