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Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Happy Anniversary
 Dear Goose,
Happy 2-Year Anniversary.
Love you,Gander (Yes, we know.)
7:43 am est
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Nearing one in the morning...
These past few weeks have been pretty crazy. I was thrilled to be accepted into Joyce Sweeney's writing group. I wasn't sure what to expect when I was driving to the class. It was in a building in the
center of a busy section of town. I expected a fair amount of traffic for a late weekday evening. What I didn't expect
was for the building to be blocked off in every direction. Apparently, my first day of class coincided with a race...or a
walk...or some kind of block-off-the-entire-street-for-miles-to-prevent-Ilana-from-getting-to-her-first-class activity. After
driving around for about a half hour I had to give up. It was a sad moment. I wept for a nice outfit and a perfect ponytail
that would never be seen by the eyes of others. It was tragic.
Then there was Passover, a feat unto itself with
my family. You ever notice how all Jewish food looks the same? Dark, green, and starchy? Its all so flipping starchy. Its
like Moses came and shoved potato shreds into everything. Why does my chicken taste like a latke? Why does my latke taste
like my matzo ball? These were just two of the six questions edited out of the satyr. But you know they were there. (No one
wanted to offend the caterer)
The boyfriend also moved this month and he and his family have had rotten luck since
day one. Immediately after moving in, on their first day, the house flooded. It encompassed the entirety of the upstairs carpet,
leaked down into the drywall and through the roof of the garage. Disaster. In appropriate fashion the fridge stopped delivering
water, and the dishwasher broke. Mhmm, you know you'd punch your realtor too.
I've been trying to make
time for job interviews these past few weeks. After a couple of rejections I think I just may have a shot at one. You never
know with these things. We'll see.
Have you all discovered omegle.com yet?
Monday, April 6, 2009
U GUISE.....seriously.
 I FIXES IT. ALL OF IT. CHECK IT.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Frida Kahlo
While the movie has been out for quite a while, I only recently (very recently) had the
chance to see Frida--the story of Frida Khalo. She was an incredible woman whose paintings accurately depict the story of
her life. I'm still leafing through her painting online but the one above is my favorite so far. It shows the struggle
of her physical disabilities. The one below shows the horror and dissapointment of her miscarriage.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
A poem by Jon Milos
A teacher of mine once shared this poem with me. It was written by his uncle, a poet named Jon Milos, and to
this day his collection Through The Needles Eye is one of my favorite books of poetry.
Poet
So he is a poet
Said mother-in-law with surprise
And a philosopher, smiled father-in-law
A foreigner
Whispered the neighbours
Poetry is nonsense
You can’t make your living by it
My wife
reminded me
What do they live on, these poets
Asked the labour exchange
On vitamins
Where do they get
them
They pick them
From words
From books
From the air
From the earth
Bark
Shouted the
policeman
Poets love to bark at the moon
I don’t bark
I only cry like a wolf sometimes.
Happy New Year...
9:44 pm est
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