Archive for March, 2006

contributing to the delinquency

Wednesday, March 29th, 2006

Saturday morning, March 24.  Cue “Mission Impossible” soundtrack.  An email from overseas hits my inbox: Alex is in London!  She doesn’t have much computer time, is dashing off a note asking a favor.  Would I pull an Alphonse Mucha JPEG from her hard drive and email it? I found a small [480×429] image of it […]

fizzy tonic, Endora, and the gym scam

Friday, March 24th, 2006

Jonna tagged me!  Acceptance by the pack!  Aoooh! Yes, I’m excitable, but I must mention the lovely harmonics of this happening on the first day of my second year of blogging :-) The assignment is to divulge my weird or quirky characteristics; the challenge, of course, is to narrow the field to five. 1.  Filing […]

but what about Bob?

Friday, March 24th, 2006

flashback lll of lll [part l]  [part ll] Pluses (pretend there are bullets* in this list): Bob had a Dennis Quaid smile.  (That’s almost enough, right there.) Blond hair, too. Great build. Funny.  Engaging, heh. He was a decent photographer, and he cut his own Tri-X. Minuses: Sparkling repartée?  Not his strong suit. Wistful puppy-eyes.  Not […]

I got the dates wrong

Tuesday, March 21st, 2006

flashback ll of lll [part l]  [part lll] My summer of jack-o-lantern aprons and engagement to Mr. Pedestal, 1974, surprisingly did not precede my 1972 Thanksgiving in England.  Chronology aside, Mr. Pedestal himself was the date I got most spectacularly wrong. Throughout the ’74 winter, I’d been spending an inordinate amount of time on a New […]

ambushed by chiaroscuro

Wednesday, March 15th, 2006

flashback l of lll [part ll] [part lll] I ran across this 1972 snapshot yesterday and saw it with fresh eyes.  My stance looked uncharacteristically cocky: I mused that, with the dramatic backdrop, I could be Agent 13 in eastern Europe, cleverly disguised as a tourist in order to chase down CHAOS operatives and crack […]