Okay, let me start by saying that I was wrong. I
was wrong because I had pulled over into a bus stop. I didn’t want to but it
was the only clear space on the block (on any block) since un-melted mounds of
snow take up a lot of room. But I was lost and before I drove any further I
wanted to make a phone call to verify the address of where I was going, and get
my bearings.
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Crazy Bitches Hate Jellybeans
PHOTO BY LEIGHANN LORD |
While my aging and ailing Honda Civic is in the
shop getting some impromptu but very necessary repairs I had to rent a car. At
30 minutes to closing I took what was left on the lot, which happened to be an
adorable, red Fiat 500 Sport. With an aversion to calling things by a number
instead of a name – that perhaps hails back to Star Trek Voyager’s character, Seven of Nine – I’ve taken to
calling my Fiat 500, Jellybean. With a car this tiny, food shopping at Costco
is out. However, from a parking perspective, Jellybean is perfect for New York
City. But not everybody is a fan.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
I Needed A Box
Image courtesy of Gualberto 107 / FreeDigitalPhotos.net |
Empty boxes are like the police. You never have one
when you need it.
I needed a box but I didn’t want one. I knew where
to get it though, so off I went to my local Staples; aisle eight, on the left. When
I caught sight of the boxes I felt the prickle of tears and I slowed down. But it
wasn’t slow enough to keep me from getting there. I had no idea what size I
needed so I picked a large because he had a lot of stuff. And I stood there for
a while in the aisle just holding the box, wishing I didn’t need it.
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