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the biggest smallest thing

I got the most ridiculous letter in the mail on Monday. The author was a doctor whose care I came under last summer (2008, to be clear). She said she hoped the letter found me well. She informed me that due to 60 days of inactivity, she was closing my file. At first I was dismissive, ridiculing the correspondence because I'd actually been inactive for over 6 months and the bitch was LATE. But, the more I made fun of it, the more I thought about what it meant. My file was closed. It was CLOSED. And that stupid piece of paper morphed into a certificate of accomplishment.

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opening statement

It will take every remaining bit of 2009 to recap the year. There's 1/6th of it left, I know. If I wait until 2010 then I'll get behind on recapping THAT year. And lookit: I'm not exactly on top of this stuff. Slow, even. I offer my last blog post, written two months ago, as Exhibit A. Bailiff, please add it to the list of evidence. Who's that shouting at me from the back of the courtroom? You! You there! Kiss m--

A guy just sat down next to me at Barista. He spoke to me, then looked at my wedding ring. He's not talking to me anymore.

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young again

I'm sitting in the library, realizing that in my five years here at Clemson I never noticed the ceiling. Did I just never look up? Or was I too busy doing library-ish things? library Back when it was constructed, I'm sure this place was state of the art and considered very beautiful. It's a huge building, crammed completely full of books and periodicals and other media.

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chivalry in the South

"His momma done raised him up right," as they say. At Backstreets on Friday night, the bartender said "Thanks for comin' in, Beautiful," when he handed me my tab. "Beautiful"?! Know how long it's been since a complete stranger has used a pet name when addressing me? Loooong time. In fact, I gave him a very perplexed look in response because I had no idea what to say back to him. Thursday, while helping Latice load boxes off of a platform and into her vehicle, a guy rolled down the window of his van and shouted, "Ya'll are doin' too much there" and sent his sidekick to our rescue.

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