Sea Change

Sunday afternoon, Lake Michigan. Sitting on some rocks with Kimbo and Laura.
There is a family a few feet away. Three little ones, two boys, one girl. Their mothers in tow. Suddenly:
LITTLE GIRL: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGAHGAHAGHAGAHHHHHHAAHAGAieieieiei!
Her mother rapidly begins to remove the t-shirt the little girl has over her bathing suit; the little girl’s head becomes briefly entangled.
LITTLE GIRL: [...]

Could Be Said, Shan’t Be

There is a-much to say–a-much that could be said–of Colts games witheringly lost, and fall-crackle weather, and my new sewing machine, and the life story of the woman who wrote the sewing manual my grandmother gave me with the sewing machine, a woman named Ann Persons, who–according to her sewing manual’s introductory section–suffered through The Polio, [...]

“And you were? Where were you this hour o’ need?”

One night early last week, I walked past my kitchen window. “Huh! What was that searing flash of white light in the sky?” I thought, and turned around to go back and look. Lo and behold–or “Aye and begorrah”–it was THE MOON. ["Good one, you cretin," murmured my cerebral cortex]. Subsequently in the mood to look at lunar [...]

The Bering Strait Bridge! !!!! !!!!!!! !

My parents were in town for a bit this weekend, and thanks to them, I’m newly obsessed with a little something I like to call:
THE BERING STRAIT BRIDGE
Oh my HEAVENLY HOST: the sheer, unbridled gloriousness of the Bering Strait Bridge! The Bering Strait Bridge doesn’t currently exist, for the record, but wishers and dreamers the [...]