Friday, July 27, 2007

My Little Women

Betsy Wetsy on this silly picture: "Ugh. I hate Susan Sarandon."

Wednesday, July 25, 2007


I was able to video chat with Brigid, Kelly, Patrick, and Molly last night thanks to a program called Skype. I woke up this morning wanting so badly to be in Texas. Boo.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007


I am super excited today. Rachel is flying in this evening and is coming to stay with me during her Zac Posen fashion design internship. Since I moved up to the Northeast, I have been craving face time with my friends and family. With my erratic schedule, I often end up with a weekday off when my friend Stephen is working or is in class, so having another close friend here will be so fetch. I hope that I can be a little slice of home for Stephen and Rachel in New York as they are to me.

Noor is leaving Austin for med school in Galveston, Rachel is moving to New Jersey with me, and Kevin is headed to Bournemouth, England for graduate school. I feel that if I were to move back there tomorrow it would seem an entirely different city to me as the last vestiges of my best friends are all gone (many left a year ago after graduation). However, I am certain that I will still be making trips into Austin as my little sister Kelly begins her Freshman year at UT and will be forming her own memories of the city and making new friendships.


I saw Michael Moore's latest installment last week, just two weeks before my own health insurance begins. His movie, which features his typical clever editing skills, posed a really interesting question: Why, if you accept some socialized programs (like police, fire, and military protection, libraries and public schools) is so outrageous to accept socialized medicine? Hmm.

Another endorsement: Jarhead by Anthony Swofford was really excellent. Poetry.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Debbie Downer pt 2

Yesterday I flew to Orlando and back with a woman who told me her boyfriend was very tall (6' 8"). My immediate reaction: Does he have Marfan Syndrome? I kid you not. After a beat, I said, "Sorry, that was the most glass-half-empty response I could have possibly had. Everyone else in the world probably asks if he plays basketball.

One more example to throw into the nature vs. nurture debate. I don't know if if makes it better or worse that my instincts are potentially correct: her boyfriend is having medical tests done.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007


Stephen and I went to a 7-11 near Times Square last night that is converted to a Kwik-E-Mart, selling Buzz Cola, Krusty-O's cereal, and Squishees. We got drunk on Squishees and Stephen joined the Junior Campers. Pictures to follow.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Batter up

Last night I went to an indoor batting cage place, where I did not fare quite as well as I remembered from my heyday. The 50 mph might as well have been 200 mph, considering my percentage. I brought my cashmere-lined leather gloves that the Davis family gave me for Christmas as substitute batting gloves.

Did I ever mention that when I was twelve years old I snapped an aluminum bat in two? Hmmm. Maybe I needed someone in the background last night to repeat the mantra of "Head down. Elbow up. Bend your knees. Choke up on the bat. Eye on the ball. Elbow up."

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Birthday Month

This month is chocked full of birthdays. Shannon's falls on the 9th, Josh and Betsy's are on the 17th, and PawPaw and Noor round out the month on the 30th. Shannon and Josh's fifth anniversary is on the 13th. Happy Birthday to all of these.