Archives

March 31, 2006 - In which stolen fruit is sweeter
March 30, 2006 - In which it is free to a good home
March 28, 2006 - In which water is two feet high and rising
March 22, 2006 - In which I celebrate with pride
March 21, 2006 - In which there is static on the line
March 20, 2006 - Port Holes vol. 1
March 17, 2006 - A long string of bad luck
March 15, 2006 - In which the ides of March are right on time
March 11, 2006 - In which the answer is in the mix
March 10, 2006 - In which the most tender place in my heart is for strangers
March 08, 2006 - In which it's your day--a woman's day
March 06, 2006 - In which there are Frequently Asked Questions
March 03, 2006 - The violet who fell from grace with the garden
March 02, 2006 - In which my pretty little hair-do don't do what it used to
March 01, 2006 - In which objects in motion tend to stay that way
February 28, 2006 - My innocuous sandwich
February 27, 2006 - In which the sea is spark and foam
February 23, 2006 - In which I make progress
February 21, 2006 - Mighty Bitey Tuesday
February 19, 2006 - Insert lightning-themed song lyric here
February 15, 2006 - In which a cigarette butt buried in the snow resurfaces in the Spring
February 14, 2006 - Valentine's Day, part deux (et trois)
February 14, 2006 - In which I feel the vibrations
February 10, 2006 - Free-association Friday
February 10, 2006 - Endless loop
February 07, 2006 - In which I am totally motionless except for my heart
February 03, 2006 - Weekly wardrobe wrap-up
February 01, 2006 - In which I reconsider my definition of paradise
January 30, 2006 - Lazy Monday
January 23, 2006 - Sweet rides and other delights
January 13, 2006 - It's all about meme
January 12, 2006 - In which I recall the yellow cotton dress foaming like the waves on the ground beneath your knees
January 11, 2006 - Free cake!
January 09, 2006 - Maybe it's the weather, or something like that
January 06, 2006 - A midwinter's ghost tale
January 05, 2006 - In which there is no We in Team
January 04, 2006 - That's my working name
January 03, 2006 - In which I have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show

She lay in bed all night,

watching the colors change