In Fashion

I went to the fashion show last night because my dear friend, after she’d had two beers and a scotch, assured me that Gloria Steinem would forgive me. So I wore black Etienne Aigner heels ($10 at antique mall), H&M linen pants (oh, if only all pants were so long, long, long! say people permanently […]

Take A Load Off Annie

Parents versus teachers: we’re sort of on the same team, and sort of not. When we clash, it’s ugly. I didn’t go into teaching to sabotage or attack students. In fact, it hurts like the dickens when you suggest I haven’t done a good job. When left unsupervised, about 1/4 of my brain obsessively catalogues […]

Annotated Bibliography: Look. Listen.

I have very good depth perception and I suddenly realized that something had happened to my sense of depth and stereoscopy, that it stopped, quite suddenly, a few feet in front of me– that I was still enclosed, visually, in a transparent box, about nine feet by seven by six feet, the precise size of […]

Recognition

I didn’t even look for Jim Morrison’s grave– I didn’t give a shit. When I read Patti Smith’s book, and she described how much she loved the Doors, how deeply moved she was by them, I felt sad. Rimbaud, whom she also loves, induces some eye-rolling in me, too. Death! Love! Whatever. But we both […]