Passport, finally
At about 8:30 this morning, FedEx finally granted me deliverance from my travel trials. See you on Sunday.
Archive for September, 2005
En Route
29Sep05Catching up
29Sep05Well, tomorrow morning I am heading off to London. I won’t be updating my blog for a few days, so I thought I’d catch up on a bunch of things to tide y’all over. So, recently in my life…
In Hope, Indiana they have this sweet thing called the Hope Ride. It’s a [...]
La Poste
27Sep05Hey there friends. I would like an excuse to write you, so please email me your mailing address some time before tomorrow evening so I can send you a postcard from london. Send it to erik@snowedin.net.
Outside
25Sep05Just got back from a mid-night run around the pond. I am dripping. The ground was wet and the moon was covered in clouds so I had to run slowly and carefully. The trail was littered with lightning bugs stuck in the mud like fallen stars. The back of my [...]
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
24Sep05There are a lot of things I do on the computer automatically, mostly procrastinatory things. I can very quickly open up a web browser and pull up my email and a variety of news sites and blogs. Or open up the form to add a new blog entry. It’s automatic. But [...]
Bagged, Tagged
21Sep05I just booked my rental car for tomorrow with Campus Car Rental or whatever the hosana they are called. Do you like that use of the hosana? I like it. In the highest.
It was nice, the girl on the phone was very Mom and Pop, and totally not a Nazi. She [...]
My bike is falling apart
21Sep05Today on 10th Street my shoe fell off while riding my bike. I slowed down, pulled up on the curb and ran back to get it. A hippie in a van shook his head empathetically.
Tonight on Allen Street, I fell off my bike entirely. I don’t even really remember how it happened, [...]
Prescription
20Sep05I have been searching for a musical antidote to my emotional ailments with little success lately. I’ve tried The Arcade Fire, DeVotchka, Badly Drawn Boy, Radiohead, and a few others, but every one of them puts me in a place I don’t want to be.
Last night I was chatting with someone, and they said “good [...]
Being Paper
18Sep05things tumble as they fall. it’s not even possible to control that, unless you are some sort of skydiver. and especially not if you are a paper cutout from a cereal box.
aren’t there armies of others like you, lined up on the ground down there? other little people, cut out of the [...]
Feeling
18Sep05I had a wonderful birthday: thanks to everyone for the wishes, the gifts, and he company.
Right now I’m listening to music I haven’t listened to in a while.
A french horn and a cello talk. The road hums underneath them. Headlights fly by in the opposite direction.
How do pieces of a puzzle feel sealed [...]
