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It occurs to me

September 30, 2004 Leave a comment

that I have never seen childhood photographs of any man that I’ve slept with. Perhaps this is odd. Then again, I don’t keep childhood photographs of myself either.

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Lunchtime entertainment

September 30, 2004 Leave a comment

The other day was staring out the window, watching an elderly drunk man attempting to walk down the block. He fell/sat down several times, and his torso did not seem to be receiving any signals from his legs. He kept needing to grab onto the nearby scaffolding for support. We cheered him on through the perilous street crossings. (Of course, he could neither see nor hear us.) Finally, another pedestrian came to his aid, and we went back to work.

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Lunch

September 30, 2004 Leave a comment

The other day was staring out the window, watching an elderly drunk man attempting to walk down the block. He fell/sat down several times, and his torso did not seem to be receiving any signals from his legs. He kept needing to grab onto the nearby scaffolding for support. We cheered him on through the perilous street crossings. (Of course, he could neither see nor hear us.) Finally, another pedestrian came to his aid, and we went back to work.

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Ironic

September 27, 2004 Leave a comment

Oh yeah, someone robbed the women’s locker room of a lot of cash during the TaeKwon-do test this weekend. There were only, like, a million black belts milling around. No doubt my martial arts master is livid, and we’re all in for a major reaming. But perhaps I’ll miss it, being injured and not really around so much these days.

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Domesticity

September 26, 2004 Leave a comment

One of my roommates is some sort of manager/supervisor in a Big Corporate Financial-Type Place. She works insane hours and is simultaneously studying for her MBA. But during her off hours she watches the Food Network and the Fine Living Channel (cable). Occasionally she cooks something really incredible, like a seafood risotto, and I am awed. She has a subscription to Martha Stewart Living. She also knits. She is knitting a turtleneck sweater right now, but before that she made a cozy for her calculator. Last week I helped her set the VCR to tape a knitting program on the Do It Yourself Network.

This is both charming and beyond my comprehension. One might fear that she is doing all this out of a sense of inadequacy, out of some sort of fear that she must be perfect on all fronts, or be worth nothing. One might lament that such a stong and independent businesswoman still feels the need to satisfy traditional stereotypes of femininity.

But having lived with the woman for three years, I have to say she that really just enjoys cooking and knitting.

My cousin Rory recently married a woman who honestly loves to clean. So such things still are possible.

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Dilemma

September 26, 2004 Leave a comment

Do I go to the gym to lift weights, and risk the withering scorn of everyone there for being at the gym when it’s a such a beautiful day? Wait a minute, if they’re at the gym to think that, then they’re at least as pathetic as I am. But maybe most of them work there, so they will feel superior for not having chosen, like a dweeb, to be indoors on this balmy weekend afternoon. But maybe then I can feel superior, because I have a desk job and weekends off. Hmm…

OK, maybe I’ll wait until the sun sets, and then go to the gym.

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Existence is futile

September 26, 2004 Leave a comment

At my cube-mate’s last job, he was in charge of designing and tracking response rates for those subscription cards they stick in magazines. He discovered that the cards designed to fall out of the magazine upon opening it are the ones that generate the greatest response rates.

And you thought your job was pointless.

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