“Dear Katie, I have decided on what I’m going to do: I am going to take the train.” So began a 2:30am email from Cliff and our adventure through the tri-state area of the Ohio River Valley. I picked up Cliff from the Amtrak station in Indianapolis around midnight on Friday, and then turned around […]
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five days in three parts
Part One – I just can’t listen to Elliott Smith the way I used to. It was spring break last week [EDIT: last week –ish] for Adam and Chelsea and they drove all the way down from Madison, WI to Louisville to waste it with me. They arrived just after I got home from work […]
Read more...why I love Rania
Because when she came over for dinner last night (gazpacho), she brought not only a bottle of clear nail polish, which I’d asked for, but also a bottle of wine, which I did not. And because when we were done with the bottle, and So You Think You Can Dance was over, she drove us […]
Read more...cute, morally questionable politicos
Last night I started to feel that familiar lonely tug of nostalgia and what-if, but before descending down in a grief-spiral of Leine’s and So You Think You Can Dance, I called Kari to come rescue me. We spent a few hours outside Ce Fiore, eating Italian fake ice cream (it’s actually really good), going […]
Read more...sticky toffee pudding
This is the second food-related post in a row, and although I recognize and appreciate the need for more talk about feelings, and less talk about what I had for dinner, this is important. Michele from work alerted me to the existence of what is debatably the best thing in the entire world—HAAGEN DASZ STICKY […]
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