It was very big to think about everything and everywhere. Only God could do...– A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, James Joyce (1916)
There’s always something. Always some enormous project. As soon as one’s over another one swells to take up the space in my life. This summer is about relaxing—about some wandering and a lot of sitting around, and cooking things that are easy to cook and eating them . I’m not setting very high expectations for the months ahead. Is nothingness a high standard? Forget memorable...
i ain't talkin' poultry when i say this chicken's...
Things that are right: Prom was fun. So was after-prom. I applied for housing and a meal plan. I feel rested. There’s a lot of money in my pocket. Pandora is on point today. Freakonomics is on Netflix Instant. Food blogs exist. Things that are wrong: I hate baby blue. I’m going to get a 1 on History. My bow tie and cummerbund are somewhere in Tony’s basement, I...