Tag: postaday

  • You’re in the back of a taxi

    When my North Dakotan friend and I got off the train we decided to take a cab into Greenwich Village. We got into the back of the taxi and gripped the seat as the driver tried to impress us with his erratic driving through Manhattan while asking us questions about where we were from. He…

  • Jerky Stand

    Bought some alligator jerky at this weird little jerky stand on the Sunset Highway on Monday. I finally got the courage to try it last night. I took one bite and couldn’t do it. The thought of eating alligator jerky fucking freaks me out for some reason.

  • I don’t remember the drive to Spokane at all. I remember bits and and pieces of the week between Doug’s death and  funeral. I remember being  in shock and walking around in a foggy daze. I remember a grandmother asking about my Thanksgiving at story-time.  I didn’t know how to answer. She said hers was, “interesting.”…

  • Plinky asks me to recall a memorable family vacation. Oh boy. There were lots of them. I am looking outside now and watching the flash-flood rain fall from the sky and I remember all the times we went camping and it would, inevitably rain on us. However, I think the most memorable, and horrible, of…