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Archive for January 2007

the eczema sky, the asthmatic trees

On 30 January 2007

Nora has turned four, and has become (vertically) giant. She just shoots up and up and never out. For a joke the other day I dug some 18-month-size leggings out of the giant bin of giveaway baby clothes and told her to put them on, and while they stopped well above her knees the waist […]

it's not exactly quantum theory

On 17 January 2007

NOTES FOR SOMETHING ELSE OR MAYBE NOTHING AT ALL: WRITTEN ON A RECEIPT FROM TARGET Winter, economize. On everything—food/sleep/sex, new experiences, the number of notes in my listening material. (The drone is now compulsory.) I loved her because she didn't know how not to look at people. Eye contact like a torn map and we'll […]

whooping of the car alarm

On 11 January 2007

LUKE I AM YOUR PERSONAL TRAINER In my last post I mentioned going to the gym, albeit in a gentle, Nora-centered context (about the way she marched in and took over the childcare room). If that was not enough of a hint, here is where I come clean. I have gone over to the dark […]

last checkup after the rabies shots

On 4 January 2007

I like the people who cry and eat. Eat and cry. Emo kids a-snacking. Wasn't that one of the Twelve Days of Christmas items? Recently I followed a link from my own stats where the blogger mentioned my numbered-paragraph habit as if it were something original and/or chock full o' meaning, which made me snort […]