Tonight I saw a woman at Tully's Cafe who substantially resembled a twentysomething Eleanor Roosevelt.
I saw a sign on a door into MLK Student Union that announced overflow seating for Noam Chomsky's speech today. It read, "Chomsky overflow in Pauley Ballroom". I have never before seen the phrase "Chomsky …
Surreal Estate tells me that people are crazy about finding a place to live in the Bay Area, and that prices are similarly sumashedshiye, "recession" notwithstanding. Yet yesterday I walked by my old apartment, which …
Leonard's on his backup site for the rest of this week. I'm admiring my tigerlily and waiting anxiously to take midterms and find out how I've done. Next week I'll take the behind-the-wheel driving exam …
Yesterday I drove my sister's car from Stockton to Berkeley. That was the hardest driving I've ever done: curvy highways in the dark with a pounding rain. Eeee! But my sister helped direct me and …
The written portion of the Musicianship midterm ended a few minutes ago, and it frazzled me something awful. Oi. And I have three more tests waiting for me later this week. Is it still Monday? …
Just this morning whilst lying awake I wondered what sort of tag LiveJournal users use to specially identify each other in posts, and then I find out that Adam has obliged me. I wonder how …
Lahiri mentions the East Coast department store Filene's and its subsidiary, Filene's Basement, in several stories in Interpreter of Maladies. As John probably recalls, I visited a Filene's Basement in mid-July of last year. The …
I'm listening to A Prairie Home Companion on a rather sketchy (perhaps "sketch", since, according to an East Coast friend, that's now an Adj.) radio set, whilst internetting with a few Netscape windows open. I …
This morning I read the first two short stories in Jhumpa Lahiri's Interpreter of Maladies. I like them, much as I liked the stories in Anjana Appachana's Incantations and Other Stories. Both sets have that …
