Archive for July, 2004

Conventional Journalism

Friday, July 30th, 2004

This just in from the Democratic National Convention: there are reports this morning that some of the balloons dropped last night after Senator John Kerry’s acceptance speech may have slowed his exit from the FleetCenter. It remains to be seen how this mix-up will affect the democratic candidate’s standing in the polls, but top campaign [...]

Goodbye college, hello loan payments.

Thursday, July 29th, 2004

Tomorrow is my last day of college. And I am still procrastinating. This was a habit I had planned to rid myself of long ago, alas…
Five pages of simplistic Spanish musings about the book “Mosen Millan” stand between me and my diploma. I could write them in one hour and be done with it before [...]

Current events

Wednesday, July 28th, 2004

Though I doubt any of my reader(s) rely on me as their sole news source, it is possible that some of you don’t have time to read as much as you’d like. And even for those who do, it occurs to me that some of you might not be browsing the exact same Internet as [...]

A year in the life of my family room.

Tuesday, July 27th, 2004

I love my girlfriend. That’s a true statement; its truth is undiminished by the fact that I was obligated to write it.
“You can write whatever you want,” said she, “as long as you first write that you love me.”
“But I do love you.”
“Then write it.”
See, she’s painting the family room. Again. Actually, there should [...]

Make way for this important announcement

Monday, July 26th, 2004

Well, I was going to keep this a secret as long as possible, knowing the huge public outcry it would cause, but I finally decided you had a right to know: I’m going to quit writing.
Yep. That’s right. Hear those loud booms? Those are the pillars of humanity crumbling. Well, I hope insurance covers [...]

Friday, July 23rd, 2004

Setting-sun-shower

Thursday, July 22nd, 2004

It was evening. Cloudy, humid, and hot. I was sitting on the couch watching Law & Order, wondering how many dust mites my sticky skin was picking up, when I looked outside and saw a bright streak of golden orange light against my neighbor’s garage.
Then I heard thunder. And then I heard rain.
It was [...]

Replacement basement

Wednesday, July 21st, 2004

Would it be wrong of me to try to sleep in the basement tonight? There are some shelves down there I could clear off, and if I covered my face with a sheet I’m pretty sure I could keep the spiders out of my mouth.
Because it’s too hot to move anywhere else in the house. [...]

Don\’t get up; sleepwalk

Tuesday, July 20th, 2004

There are some mornings when I am sure I’m going to die before I get to the bathroom. I walk as though a vigorous game of tug-of-war were being played, with my arms as the rope. Sometimes, miraculously, I make it out the doorway into the hall. Other times it smacks into my shoulder like [...]

Ikearrhea

Monday, July 19th, 2004

Ikea is the Swedish Wal-Mart. Big store, lots of stuff, really cheap. Difference? Only one is great.
It is not Wal-Mart, the one that is great.
Evidence of this: you don’t see hundreds of people camped out in tents waiting for a new Wal-Mart to open (unless they’re protesters). Ikea, which opened its first store here in [...]