Monthly Archives: June 2008

If Chesterton isn’t your bag, then I’d like to recommend Rishikesh, India. L and I went there in 2000/2001 and have determined the following: 1. Rishikesh is India Lite, like India for beginners. Beautiful, yet not quite as frenetic as … Continue reading →

Hey Internet, did you know about June 24? Did you hear all the clamoring, the crying, the souls begging for mercy from the very bowels of hell? Yeah, that was because it was RCN’s HD-Day. It was the day RCN’s … Continue reading →

This past weekend was the birthday party for my aunt, my beloved beloved aunt, who turned 80 this year. EIGHTY. Happy birthday, D!!! I had been crocheting her a shawl for Christmas (she’s a believer), with the thought that since … Continue reading →

Is anyone out there in therapy? Really? I mean, if you are, could you drop me a line? Let me know? Because I’m not sure what the heck I’m supposed to be doing. In that room. That little room with … Continue reading →

In July, my aunt gave me a small packet of letters, written by my father during his stint in the Vietnam War. When she handed them to me, I tried to say, “thank you,” but I couldn’t speak. I just … Continue reading →

A great little thing happened yesterday. I was walking to catch a bus to get me to my job at around noon yesterday, having just gotten done with the icky tests I’ll blog about later. My mind was whirring away, … Continue reading →

You know what? When I wrote that first article back in March and it was accepted for publication, and it was the best feeling in the world. I felt like I was walking on clouds for days. And I was … Continue reading →

When did being mean become fashionable? Can someone please tell me? Because I don’t remember people being so unkind before I left for Japan in 1998. Was it during the years 1998-2001, because then I’d say Oh, well, a lot … Continue reading →

Remember that commercial, the one that had some guy singing S-U-CC-E-SS SUCCESS! over and over again? The one that was so low-budget it only played on the rerun station, and only after like 11PM? In between infomercials? Whenever I see/hear/think … Continue reading →

It is well-known that I have a trucker’s mouth. Ok, maybe I’m being a little modest: I employ the vocabulary and phraseology most commonly exploited by amphetamine-addicted coprophagous truckers suffering from the most heinous of nicotine withdrawal symptoms. There. I … Continue reading →