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Category Archives: Old Friends

Danny Wallace’s Cup of Tea

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Dear Danny,
I just wanted to send you a note to tell you that I was thinking about you.
I’ve got the kettle on and it happens that way. Whenever I go to make my second cup of tea (especially on a cloudy day), I think of your “another cup of tea and biscuits” moments from Yes [...]

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Post Script from Elizabethtown

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

There are two green metal boxes in my attic. I am not sure, but I think there were once used for gun cartridges. They are Canadian military issue. They don’t hold anything deadly anymore. Just old love letters, none of mine.
It’s early, grey morning. I’ve made tea, and now it’s cooling on the counter. I [...]

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Dead to Me - Abandon Blog!

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

My Lover, My Backhoe
There is something AWFUL about an abandoned blog on my Google Reader. I click and click and click on “hopeful curmudgeon” and it is always February 26, 2008. Hopeless is more like it! My own version of Groundhog Day!
I wonder what happens when people stop blogging? Did they:

Fall in a hole?
Eat [...]

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A Wopat Affair

Friday, June 27, 2008

Last night, I went to see A Catered Affair at the Thomas Kerr Theatre on Broadway. This was a fluke: one of the board members where I work called and said she had spare tickets for that evening, so I was off on the train to the city a few hours later.
Tom Wopat was a [...]

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Reading “Out of a Clear Sky”

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

I am happy to report that I received my copy of Sally Hinchcliffe’s Out of a Clear Sky in the post yesterday. It is currently out of stock on Amazon proper, but you can buy it in the U.S. through Amazon booksellers. It took about a week to arrive.
Sally’s bio in the book is typically [...]

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Where My Thoughts Escaping

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

I am running back today, to London, for a quick breath.
I am looking for my feet and for my friends. For the tiny space of quiet in the corners, and the for the push of the people against my shoulders.
I am ready for the dampness and ready for the attention I need to pay [...]

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A Stream Running Up a Mountain

Thursday, April 3, 2008

O, love is never easy
It’s almost always out of your way.
It’s not the path of least resistance.
It’s not some words you get to say.
He is rough and she is gentle. He is smooth and she rocks like ice in gin. He is jittery and patient. She is cool and hot.
I love them.
My friends are splitting [...]

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Why Brett Favre is So Great

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Or… The Lost Art of Playing Games

Brett Favre is retiring from football.
Brett Favre is also stepping down, out of the limelight. He is relinquishing his role as one of the few people left to look up to in sports. It was something he took seriously.
There are more than few people we can think of, off [...]

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While he was running, I stood here still

Monday, November 5, 2007

For Denny, who ran the marathon yesterday
Not every To Do list has value, even in completion.
Accomplishments fill time. They tire you to your bones, make you sleep better. But they are just done things, sometimes.
Stand in this group if you run in circles to wear yourself out, to alleviate the boredom.
Come over here by the [...]

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Postcard from Kansas

Thursday, October 25, 2007

If you’re wondering where people go when they don’t update their blogs for a few days, it might be Kansas.
It might be to visit old friends. To stop and sit on a sofa, holding a fussy baby and wonder “Is this what is meant by vacation?” It might be that time you spend, stopping in [...]

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Memory, Paralysis and Love

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

or, How I Go On Loving London
After you leave, you can’t go back.
It’s good that London is old. It holds memory well. It bears up its edges, the mortar and the crust to take the dusty grime of memory and let it cling.
After something is smashed, it’s broken. There is glue, or there’s something bought [...]

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Love me, Love my Generalization

Friday, August 3, 2007

I am not nice. It’s true. I quite often say not nice things (albeit TRUE things) for the sake of a laugh.
Why?
Because people are a pain. Not individually, naturally. One-on-one, I quite like everyone. It’s just all these heaving crowds of generalizations I can’t stand! Get them out of here!
EAST COAST GIRLS ARE HIP? YEAH, [...]

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Home for the Holidays

Saturday, December 30, 2006

When you go back home, it isn’t quite the same.
I drove by 4245 Wyoming today. It was still brick and stucco and the porch that was all mine was still there.
Yet it was like an amputated body part, lifeless and still, in the wet December rain.
You cannot go back, I think. Even though I love [...]

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Launching a Mistress

Friday, September 29, 2006

At Random House last night I met Lily (not her real name) and it reminded me of a story I want to tell you.
But before I tell you, you have to know about last night. Lily and I and a roomful of disconnected people milling, the spaces filled with small talk and wine. We ate [...]

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Chris says…

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Chris is leaving.
Why does that matter?
People leave London. They go to Spain. It happens all the time, and you’ll believe that most especially if you watch “A Place in the Sun” or “No Going Back” and the half dozen other copycat shows like it. Brits want out.
Chris is loud and demanding. He thinks war is [...]

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