Year: 2006
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What We Fight About.
Toby got back yesterday. I picked him up at the Bedford L at around 5 PM. The first thing he asked me right after I got a kiss was, “Where are the cats?” As if I make a habit out of driving those little guys around. I had napped earlier and so I was pretty…
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The Male Psyche and Its Depths.
I just witnessed the most interesting exchange between two, twenty-something boys. I’ll begin by saying that by watching this interaction something suddenly occurred to me. Here’s my story. Boy A. picks his nose while getting ready to cross at an intersection. Boy B. watches him pick his nose at the intersection. Boy A. picks and…
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I Stand Corrected.
Sometime earlier in the week, someone left a comment about Brokeback Mountain. It had something to do with an application of spit to Jake’s rear end. (Yes, I refer to him as “Jake”.) I didn’t catch that scene when we saw the movie. I guess it was subtle enough to have missed. Toby Joe informed…
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Nixzmary Brown.
(Forgive me, I’m about to sound preachy. But this story has been eating away at me.) By now, almost the entire nation has heard the story of Nixzmary Brown and the tragic way she died. If you haven’t heard about this case, you can read more about it here. Basically, a 7-year-old girl was discovered…
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A Written Post About Absolutely Nothing But Losely Related to Reading.
Part One: Into the Subway. Yesterday, while riding the L Train a very nice older woman stopped me from reading Into the Wild and asked me if that was the book about the people who traveled to Alaska and died. Well, this does take place in Alaska but it’s the story about one boy who…
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You Do Know It’s a Love Story, Right?
Toby’s mother called him the other day and said that along with Walk the Line she wanted him to take her to see Brokeback Mountain. We both made faces when we heard this. I to him. He to the phone. I don’t have a picture of the expression but I know it all too well.…
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Hallelujah.
(Warning: A whole lot of cliché lies below.) Toby is away. He left yesterday on a midnight train to Georgia. A little over a week ago, Toby and I stopped going out. We did this after we realized we were spending hundreds of dollars on mediocre meals while taking part in conversations with people we…
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Flickr Pictures
Click the image to see a few more. It’s so cold in Brooklyn, my car door and its lock is frozen shut. Thank goodness tomorrow is a holiday and same-side parking is suspended. I think today I will make rye bread. My hopes is to perfect it for my father. (The man lives for a…
