Sometimes silly, sometimes offensive, often bizarre. These are the things that make us say “ha.”
The phone rings at 4.30am, exploding any vaguely triumphant rock-star dreams about the previous night’s concert. It’s the hotel wake-up call, signaling a mad 15-minute dash to leave the hotel: I take a very hot shower to rouse myself into semi-consciousness; clothes are flung, crumpled into an already over-stuffed suitcase; piles of accumulated quarters, nickels [...]
I am prone to bouts of nostalgia. I get fragile meeting school-mates for the first time in more than a decade; my vision blurs at the sight of childhood photos; I become teary when my mum mentions a long-dead family pet. So it was inevitable that the last of four 8bb trips to University of [...]
Saturday afternoon facebook updates, real and (mostly) imagined:
Timothy is hanging with 400 old people in Arlington VA, hoping for some met opera fireworks. 11:37am
…..hasn’t seen so many old people in a movie theater since Driving Miss Daisy. 12:03pm
…..feels nervous for Susan Graham, who looks uncomfortable as broadcast host and has the sexy and confident Natalie [...]
