December 2009
“put down the chardonnay and
think, graham”
– my sister sarah
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all worrying assad.
my friend scott also has a blog. a really good one. i love his sensibility and his eye. he also dresses extremely well, has great timing and i’ve never seen anyone make my nephew laugh so much quite like scott did in times square. you’ll probably enjoy him as much as i do. but don’t take my word for it, judge for yourself:
scottlawrie:
“Are you going to the airport?” My mom...
“it says a pea-size, but i would put in less for you. say, half a pea.”
– my mom talks me through my new leave-in conditioner
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blessed be the lord
while watching my niece open her presents last night, i was slightly jealous at her gifts. she got, among other things, a doll called fancy nancy. and that doll has a dog named fabulous frenchie. fabulous frenchie! a cute little wire-haired poodle type stuffed animal named fabulous frenchie. he wore legwarmers and a little pink tongue was sticking out.
if it wasn’t 6.oopm on christmas eve i...
tin whistle time
“apparently, it was hard to find stuff in paris, too, because all i got was a...”
– sarah vents about her lack of italian treasures that i brought back for her
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my magical father
while waiting for a friend for dinner the other night, i was sitting at the bar and next to my elbow was a fish bowl. with a speckled little goldfish. she was brown and red and yellow and tan. sort of like a tabby cat of goldfish. cutiepie.
she swam in circles and every so often it looked as though she would start to float on her side. this speckled little goldfish was dying. around she went. she...
“-what are you doing?
-oh, you know, watching a biography on dave thomas”
– ha.
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thinking about musical theater occupies 95% of...
on my drive to work today, i think i saw a tap shoe lying in the middle of lasalle street. a tap shoe! in the middle of the road! thinking about how that tap shoe got there is not quite as devastating as thinking about the tapper who will shortly open up their dance bag to find that he only has one tap shoe.
i hope he was not on his way to a matinee performance.
last night, my friend robbie...
“she gets a boyfriend out of this AND two raffle prizes? unfair”
– sam’s upset with the way the cookie crumbles
“one year they had cirque du soleil and filets falling from
the ceiling”
– the ghost of christmas parties past speaks
