Business Casual

Linoleum. Dust motes floating in the air. Fake plants. Flourescent lighting. The sound of daytime television turned up too loud. Abandoned shopping carts. These are the things that inexplicably depressed me as a child. Not all of them do now. Dust motes in the air make me happy. Linoleum makes me nostalgic for those rare […]

September

It’s the twenty-second minute of this month. Already the weather is cool and the leaves are rustling. On the Summer Solstice I left the country for a month, thinking about how when I got back on July 21, it would be midsummer and this would make me sad. I try not to be sad at […]

J.A.P. (and Hippie)

My friend Sara is coming to town tomorrow. I am very excited. I haven’t seen her in three years, and every time we get together we eat sushi and talk for hours. This should be good. Today I almost sold to the used clothing store the shirt I was wearing the night I met Sara. […]

Dog Days

August 1, 2005 Weird dreams of planes landing in the East River, about to explode, running up hillsides to escape danger too slowly, the usual blockbuster nightmares. Sometimes I think I’m valorizing people in foreign countries for being less materialistic, less superficial, less insipid, less obnoxious than Americans. I wonder if I’m misdirecting all my […]

Enamel Darkroom Trays

I never thought this day would come, but I’ve finally done it. I’ve managed to purchase a set of enamel darkroom trays on eBay. Now all of our toiletries, condiments, spices and other household objects are kept in enamel darkroom trays. My two previous attempts to purchase enamel darkroom trays on eBay ended with me […]

It’s Not A Vacation

It sounds like a vacation. Camping in the White Mountains, drinking champagne and making s’mores, waiting an hour to eat a meatball sub, hiking in the pristine forest, munching granola bars in the middle of a stream, swimming in a cold, clear lake, stargazing by the dying fire and browsing local wilderness stores for forgotten […]

Engage!

Note: This post seems to have been mysteriously deleted. I haven’t the faintest idea how to reproduce it. Short version: My friends got engaged. Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes got engaged. I was once mistaken for Katie Holmes on the street. Oh, well. I’m not Hemingway and my wife didn’t leave a whole suitcase full […]

The Long Way Home

SuperLefty’s thirty days and thirty nights of wandering have come to an end. This morning SuperLefty awoke at 3:50 a.m. from a fitful night of outdoor sleep, pulled on borrowed rubber boots, fired up a borrwed flashlight and walked a steep quarter mile down a mountainside in the pouring rain to catch a bus she […]

Apologies for odd punctucation of foreign keyboards. The world seems to be exploding. The evidence of the American mentality in the rest of the world is not favorable. SuperLefty has briefly emerged from the hinterlands and regrets it. She retreats there once again and will punctuate readably soon.

Things That Hurt

In response to the June 9, 2005 entry on superlefty.com, Danielle, Age 10, of The Internet writes: Emily, Does it hurt to get a shot or to get a cavity filled? Tell me! I’m only 10!!!!! Bye, Danielle Dear Danielle, It does hurt to get a shot or to get cavity filled. But not as […]