January 2012
must. go. see. that. damn. lake. monster. soon.
i was in new york city for business today. can you picture it? tweed suit. tan overcoat. some type of hat. a perpetual scowl on my face as i have a black leather suitcase attached to my shoulder. no no no. god no. but i did wear a suit coat. and now i’m on my way back to boston. in fact, i sat down on the train and i took off my suit jacket. I untucked my shirt. I rolled up my sleeves. it...
here she is, miss america.
i wonder if they’re will be a ‘.com’ button on keyboards soon. you know, so you don’t have to type out . c o m. ‘.net’ is going to be pissed.
i haven’t been around much. i’ve been wrapped up in redesigning glossed & found. and the first phase is up and running. and so now i’m back to having time to type out useless things on this blog...
cabin mates.
yesterday on the flight back, i had way too much baggage. not in the proverbial sense— just in the fact that i haven’t made a child support payment in a few months and my parole officer has been on my case lately about cleaning up my act.
i kid. i kid.
i had there bags stuffed full. there was one small rolling suitcase filled with christmas presents. and then there was a big rolling...
December 2011
#iusehashtagsasajoke
when i got up sunday morning, there my tap shoes outside our front door. if i used my twitter account more, i’d hashtag that under signofagoodnight.
i found my tap shoes outside my front door this morning #signofagoodnight
i could also possibly hashtag that as #ayyiyi or #storyofmylife or #somethin’sgottagive!
i found my tap shoes outside my front door this morning...
rock my world.
hello, freedom.
i decided to take a drive today. to see plymouth rock. The plymouth rock. the sun was out but it was cold—’very deceiving out there, young man,’ the old woman at the small antique shop said to me. i looked out the window cautiously expecting to see a tall, wiry-limbed man in a green three-piece suit with a pencil mustache selling smelling salts. but she was actually...
Watchoh, and this one too. seriously, she just really kills me!
Watchi just watched this again and you should, too. my mom kills me.
hello!
where have i been?! where the hell have i been?!
well, i’ve been decorating my christmas tree. that’s where. and it’s dawned on me: ‘d. graham kostic, you sure have a whole helluva alotta glassy ornaments.’
so what! it’s festive! it’s the most wonderful time of the year.
i decorated the tree with extremely fragile ornaments and fran did homework for...
Watchfran & i film some words of wisdom to sam & jason, newlyweds.
November 2011
this ends with half the dialogue from a play...
i’m looking for a tropical getaway for fran and i in the winter. sometime early 2012. while we were in new york, waiting to board the train on the way back, i spent thirty dollars on travel magazines in a hudson news. condenast traveler and travel and leisure (turns out i already owned this issue!) and a magazine called Carribean and another one like Island Living or something.
Anyway,...
new thoughts
here’s some free advice to my readers: do not finish a sad book in a chipotle. it’s awkward to cry in front of a plate of tacos during the lunchtime rush.
this past weekend, fran’s mom came to visit. we took her to mount washington in new hampshire. it’s this big mountain named after our first president—the tallest peak in the northeastern united states. coming in at a...
October 2011
a hodge podge of things since i haven't posted in...
i’m addicted to garlic. i’ve told you before about my addiction to the pickled garlic that i buy weekly (actually, buy bi-weekly). (and that’s really funny to say— buy bi-weekly). i eat them like potato chips and fran looks on like i should be worried about my health. or like i should see a psychiatrist. there are about 30 single cloves of garlic (also referred to as a pearl or...
bigfoots and sasquatches
i spent a majority of the afternoon googling ‘sasquatch tours, massachusetts.’ i also tried ‘bigfoot tours, massachusetts’ and ‘bigfoot tours within three hours of boston, massachusetts’
so far, no luck. but i will not give up that easy. it’s on the brain, people, it’s on the brain.
you see, fran and i went leaf peepin’ in the berkshires...
it all adds up.
with fran in school, and some free time on my hands, i’ve been enjoying a bit of a routine lately. in the morning, i open the curtains in the sun room (which is actually just our living room and kitchen) so when i get home, the house feels very peaceful and bright. i turn on npr and i sit at the table and make myself a snack. yesterday, i made a little caprese salad. the day before, i had...
globetrotter
lesson learned today: never drink an espresso on an empty stomach. it makes you kind of drunk.
on an errand to pick up some copies of the fall issue of boston home magazine—i left with a box of 40 magazine. 40 magazines is very heavy—i saw signs for a thing called the mapparium.
mapparium this way! one of the signs said. so i followed it.
mapparium, just 35 steps away. so i counted down with...
September 2011
Watchi second scott. my god, kathryn, this is hilarious.
scottlawrie:
In her latest project, the impossibly-adorable actress/choreographer, Kathryn, has my dream job: pageant mom.
crystal trees & things
i have a favorite spot in boston. it’s a fifteen minute walk. and it’s in the middle of a big, beautiful plot of land that people call the boston commons.
you walk past a truck selling ice cream and hot pretzels and other things like that and then you walk into the garden and there are trees there that are incredibly tall. tall, proud things that dot across the garden. my favorite...
