July 2012
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I saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the...
– John Steinbeck, “Travels with Charley In Search of America”
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Nevada City, CA Post Office, July 23, 2012
Aging hippie (bald with white mutton chops): That's a cool dress. And by cool, I mean hot.
Me: (sputtering, nervously smiling) Thanks.
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Two really cute dogs on Cannon Beach.
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My July poem
I neglected to post the poem I’ve been reading every day this month. It’s by Mary Jo Bang:
You Were You Are Elegy
Fragile like a child is fragile.
Destined not to be forever.
Destined to become other
To mother. Here I am
Sitting on a chair, thinking
About you. Thinking
About how it was
To talk to you.
How sometimes it was wonderful
And sometimes it was awful.
How drugs when drugs...
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No Thelma to My Louise
There’s no Thelma to my Louise, but I’m still hitting the road. I’m going to spend the month of July driving cross country alone. I’ll set out from Brooklyn on July 4th (independence indeed). I’ll be stopping to visit friends along the way and working on a new short story (not while I’m driving, obviously). And I’m bringing a lot of books, including:
David Maraniss’s new biography of Obama...