Demerara

I remember I used to have a teacher who said you should add the title last, since most of us just stopped there, trying to frame the piece, and just get stuck. I’m not sure she added that it also freezes your piece, making it hard to expand some points and really form a cohesive [...]

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“What are you reading?”

…there is a fear on my part that translations miss some aspect, that I am missing out on something which I can only approximate an understanding of, but as in a commercial roll versus my aunt’s sweet rolls, you can only know it’s missing if you’ve had one before. It is a pain I cannot quite describe, almost heart-breaking to know that there is something which I am denied knowing because I do not have the means to get at it.

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Sverige, in two parts

The first part is in English, which it needs to be, to get to the second part, which is in Swedish. Knowing of only one American (Kusala) in 12 years in this country to know Swedish it seems a little redundant, but for the Swedish readers the first part provides insight. In the darker years [...]

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Every morning we sang “Oh Canada”

I will be in France come Easter, and then leaving on its very last day, according to our calender. Supposedly there’s some big shindig that will incorporate Strasbourg and Kehl, though the latest information shows they’ll be spending all their time in Baden-Baden. So will France’s return to NATO really be announced there, or will [...]

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Non (sense/sequitur)

Apply the white cream out of the blue jar as soon as he leaves, and advise him of the same. It’s a good time had by both, though I think we both believe each of us had the better time, if only because that is how we are. I should have stopped paying attention to [...]

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I like to listen

After my trek up and down Rockville Pike (which always feels like playing chicken with fate) I found myself hungry and with time on my hands, so on my way back in on the red line I stopped at Dupont. Teaism didn’t have the double french toast as it was a weekday but they did [...]

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Reading with subtitles 1

The book: The Anglo Files A Field Guide to the British3, by Sarah Lyall The time & place: Logan Circle, 430ish to six or so, in the fall. I’m really quite certain, even in the depths of potential crisis housing salesmen may find themselves in, it is illegal to use federal park land to advertise [...]

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Août

It isn’t absinthe that brings forth thoughts but rather strong, sweet and iced black tea, clouded by condensation on the glass, a salute to the warm weather of this new month. June is always the foundling, stumbling uncertainly between spring and summer, followed by the mostly erect teenager July, with the odd mood swing veering [...]

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Unfortunate associations

As I sat in a Barcalounger, feet up as instructed, watching the little drops drip through the clear plastic container, and head into the canula in my hand, I was still lucid. As such I noticed the music playing was radio, rather than satellite and it had the nicely generic WASH-FM, a sort of light [...]

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The perfect Sunday

As days go, it has not been a good day, distilled as it was into only 4 hours of waking time. I ponder whether I will fire off an e-mail after this declaring that someone who has kept something of mine may either mail it back to me (as he is making no effort to [...]

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