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The Princess Phase

..And yet, when I introduce my girl to the actresses in full Ariel and Cinderella finery, and I see her little eyes light up… I can’t help it. I love the princesses for being so real to her. She is … Continue reading

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Arm, Aber Sexy

Metrolink, without warning, has cancelled the ten day train fare that made my commute to Irvine both affordable and compatible with my basic needs for sanity. One last ten pass would have covered my last five weeks teaching at Irvine. … Continue reading

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hair of the dog

At the Museum of Jurassic Technology, in the section on folk remedies, there’s a little display for “Hair of the Dog”–dog hair was meant to cure the animal’s bite–right next to “Mice on Toast.” I don’t remember what the Mice are … Continue reading

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Commute

My commute takes fifty minutes when there’s no traffic. Here are the times I’m guaranteed not to have any traffic: Saturday at 7 am. I commute to a college campus, generally speaking, in order to teach composition and writing classes. … Continue reading

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Building 29

When I first visited UC Irvine, I was already committed to going to grad school there. I thought I should take a look around. We drove down from Los Angeles for the afternoon and spent the entire time lost. Irvine, … Continue reading

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Index

End of the quarter: 9 days from now Hours on the train: 2 Hours commuting: 4 Hours out of the house: 11.5 Predicted height of stack of student portfolios: 2.5’ Number of things in the media that made me cry: … Continue reading

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A Defining Moment

Dear K., I saw a picture of you online. You were getting arrested at Occupy Wall Street. Do you remember the night in Boston when you tried to convince me to drive with you to the protests in Seattle? A … Continue reading

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Match point

Scotch after dinner vs. swimming laps at dawn. The moment the sky turns gray-pink like the underbelly of  a river dolphin and the fluorescent lights around the pool switch off vs. the moment the hot water hits my skin in … Continue reading

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Saudade

Here is our trip to Brazil: We rent out a whole pousada in Buzios, near the beach. At night we walk up and down the one cobblestoned street, to see and be seen. We wear tube tops and big necklaces … Continue reading

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