So by now you may have gleaned from past posts that I have a mild infatuation with a certain folk musician. If you didn’t, I guess I am telling you now. But to catch you up to speed, I had to miss a concert Tuesday by said musician due to a scheduling conflict. I gave three tickets [...]
Archive for August, 2008
trying not to kill the messenger
Posted in all, tagged conversations with a boy, misunderstandings on August 28, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Dear Joe …
Posted in all, love, tagged amos lee, joe purdy, music, patty griffin on August 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Editor’s note: This is the final of my Dear Joe letters. I have decided they are officially too creepy to continue writing. Yet, also ridiculously fun. And Joe, if you ever read these for some reason … like because you are about to file for a restraining order against me … it’s a joke. I didn’t mean it. [...]
Dear Joe Purdy
Posted in all, love, tagged joe purdy, music, patty griffin on August 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Dear Joe Purdy,
I am in love with you. And not in that creepy fan stalker sort of way. You won’t find me going through your trash or following your tour bus. I don’t even know where you live! Your press people don’t just give that sort of information away. Besides, I am pretty sure you wrote [...]
experiment
Posted in all, tagged life experiment on August 26, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I found an old journal today. The bulk of it was written in the summer of 2004 while on a road trip up the California coast with a boy.
On one page in black cursive I had written this:
“When you can open up your wallet and find nothing but your license, a grocery card and a credit card, [...]
oomph
Posted in all, tagged oomph, fog, getting up again on August 25, 2008 | 1 Comment »
There are times when I love the fog in San Francisco. But the summer is not one of them. The summer is for wearing as little clothes as possible and getting a tan – not updating your scarf and sweater collection.
I am told that the fog rolls in like clockwork over Fourth of July weekend, hovers for [...]
where i get it
Posted in my people, sports, tagged grandparents, red sox, sports on August 20, 2008 | 5 Comments »
Editor’s note: I am the luckiest person in the world. I am 27 and still have both of my grandmothers and one grandfather still with us – both physically and mentally. They are not only sharp, but resilient New Englanders who know what it is to be tough, who know how to enjoy a good party, and [...]
My mother rarely emails me.
And if she does, it usually signals something important is inside … like a recipe for her famous carmel crunch apple pie, a forwarded message telling me how much she loves me and that if i don’t send the same email back to her and 15 other people within three minutes I am doomed to be [...]
in case you missed it …
Posted in sports, tagged baseball, haircut, Manny on August 12, 2008 | 3 Comments »
the Olympics are here.
By now, you already heard that Michael Phelps tied the record with 9 gold medals in swimming. You couldn’t help but watch the replay of the U.S. men’s glorious come back against France in the 4 x100 relay. It’s all over the place – your homepage, your e-mail, Youtube.
But even if you haven’t picked up [...]
san francisco sounds
Posted in all on August 12, 2008 | 1 Comment »
From my bedroom window I can hear the sounds of San Francisco.
The Powell Street cable cars rattle on their tracks two blocks from my house, on their way to visit people and places they’ve already seen before. In the distance I can hear the seals barking from their over-crowded islands off of Pier 39. A fog horn sounds in intervals throughout [...]
how far we have come
Posted in love, tagged conversations with a boy, love on August 10, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Editor’s note: This conversation took place in a car. I was in the passenger’s seat and my dear friend B was driving. He had offered to drive me all the way home from work on Friday (45 miles from his house on the Peninsula) under the guise of a last minute business trip to Santa [...]
