Existential Despair, Heartbreak, and Fireworks: The Emotional Arson Of The New York Times.
If you read this, Bakes and I will include you in the “A Native’s Tour of Dorrian’s” we planned in the comments.
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flights of fancy:
stevie nicks has never...
words we love
rex's scarf
- Matt: How’s Bahston? Have you kicked any minorities this morning?
- me: Bahstin is good. Mum and I went to the Talbot's outlet yesterday and today we're lunching at Dad's club. So, you know, I'm getting all the culture there is to get here.
- Matt: I miss Talbot's... I can’t find a sensible skirt in this god-forsaken city to save my life.
And so the cycle continues
- Mama Ro: Hi there!
- me: Good morning!
- Mama Ro: I can't decide if I want to go downstairs and get my coffee myself or if I want to yell to your father to bring it up.
- me: I think we both know the answer to that.
- Mama Ro: He's usually pretty good about having it ready for me...
- me: You want me to go get it, don't you?
- Mama Ro: Yes. And make it that high test you brought me from New York.
- me: But he's downstairs! He'll know!
- Mama Ro, huffing: Just be sneaky about it.
It's never wise to argue with me before I've had coffee.
- Dad: Is this the coffee you want? There are other kinds in there.
- me: I know, but I like the Dunkin Donuts.
- Dad: There's that Pan Quotidian coffee you brought for Mommy.
- me: No, I want the Dunkin Donuts.
- Dad: There's the-
- me: Daddy. I want the Dunkin Donuts. Don't challenge me - I'm a Boston girl, you chose to raise me here and you get what you pay for.
- Dad: That is true...
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Take this girl as high as you can.
Gosh, I am so dreamy right now. Like, there were fireworks.
Matthew Miller on Literacy.
- Matt: P.S. I'm halfway through "Friday Night Lights" and I want Don Billingsley to FUCK the hell out of me in the back of his pick-up with his cowboy boots still on.
- me: I mean... you HAVE to know I'm going to blog this. (Do you LOVE LOVE LOVE it? So glad you're finally reading it. It's such an incredible book.)
- Matt: I love the pictures! It's perfect.
Happy 4th from Boston!
This just came in the mail.
“ WHEN I was young, there was but one dip served in my world: sour cream mixed with Lipton onion soup mix, served almost exclusively with Ruffles potato chips. (I realize this dates me, but I also can’t read the preceding sentence without wanting a scoop of this.)
The Minimalist: A Purée Among Common Dips
Pretty much there is still but this one dip served in my world. But I like the purée idea!
I bet y'all don't even know what a boost bag is. God. I love what this show brings out in my mother.
- me: It's [Dina & Tommy Manzo's wedding] in three parts - the first segment gives you a link to the second and so on. It's... unbelievable. The doves. THE DOVES. Mommy, don't get ANY ideas.
- Mama Ro: Jolie, what ideas?!!! All you need is a groom and the boost bag.
- me: It galls me to say this, but I loved her dress.
- Mama Ro: I agree; it was a stunning outfit and a total betrayal of her otherwise bad taste.
- rend it: Why so glum, miss? Everything ok?
- me: I really need a nice catpill today. Or a thousand vicodin. I dunno, [blah blah, never you mind] and then it just perpetuates and I hate everything including mostly myself and OH MY GOD I AM ALEX BALK.
- rend it: Oh jeez yes no stop before en-Balking yourself anymore. Pretty soon the plaintive wail of the corner hot dog vendor is just going to seem SO POIGNANT.
- me: Mostly I'm worried about back hair.
You know, at life, being a functional human being, blah blah.
I give up. I’m really just not very good at this.Actually, Uncle Vinny's sports car is red. Which somehow is better, yes.
- me: Mommy I can't talk because I'm running out but I'm sending you an email and I need you to go upstairs RIGHT NOW to look at it.
- Mama Ro: What is it?
- me: It's a show about Dina and Tommy Manzo's wedding, Mommy.
- Mama Ro: Oh my Gawd.
- me: You can't believe Tommy - oh my God. I know this isn't okay to say but... he's such a guinea. That's the only word for it. He drives a yellow sports car!
- Mama Ro: Sounds like Uncle Vinny.
- me: Mum, he makes Uncle Vinny look like Winston Churchill.
Human grooming.
Me: Are you waxing your chest hair too?! MG: NO!!! I’ve got GREAT chest hair! Just my back! DM: But if you’ve got great chest hair, isn’t a little back hair okay? MG: (audible scoff) In New YORK, maybe, but not in LA!!
You forgot the “dot com”
Let's all take a moment to imagine my mother weeping into the washing machine.
- me: Did you hear about Billy Mays? I thought of you - maybe you should send an 'ornge' funeral bouquet.
- Mama Ro: I'm just heart broken; I just used some Oxy in the laundry and was very sad.
