Violence

There is my student’s sister, shot to death in a drive by, and then there are dozens of pretend people and people-like creatures killed on screen in “Avatar.” Thursday I read in a journal entry that my student’s sister died this way, and Saturday I was in a theater with elementary school kids drinking in […]

Loud

The record I chose tonight was Prokofiev. I bought it for the mandarin orange and butterscotch yellow design on the jacket. I was stirring up spaghetti sauce and classical music seemed like the thing. I didn’t really think about what Prokofiev was. He was, on this record, spanking loud full symphony sawing away. Most of […]

Coffee vs. Tea: 5 Rounds

After swing dancing for hours, I have a busted big toe, and I smell like the beer that has been spilled on me, but my swishy red dress still looks great. Let’s walk down the street and hang out a little longer. Order a mocha, I am told by boy I danced with who was dancing trained in an Austrian year abroad. You’ll love it.

Bubbly

Bubbles look glittery in a Coke, and lacy in the bathtub, but actually bubbles are dangerous. You could kill someone with a champagne cork. Or crinkle the crap out of your china cabinet. Or burp.