I’m fairly brave, not generally given to irrational fears, but I have a confession to make. I’m afraid of long fingernails. When I was still pretty young, I had a dream. There was a white space with a folding chair, and sitting on the chair was a Chinese guy, his long grey hair pulled back … Continue reading Fingernails
It’s true I have been dragging myself around, knuckles and jaw scraping the floor, dust bunnies under my fingernails and between my teeth. And then I came across this… …and it shook my world, or at least knocked me part of the way out of my coma. The picture is the MGM boys recording Leo’s … Continue reading Lions Purr and So Do I
Making my way into the station, much too early in the morning, I descend the stairs, the sound of a thousand pairs of feet echoing around me, the thundering hooves of Tokyo’s workforce stampeding toward another day. On the platform, the doors slide open and I shuffle into the car, a human zip file compressed … Continue reading Rush Hour
I did it. I beat the deadline demon. I got the Writing Project from Hell done, a day early no less, and now feel free to gloat about my magnificentness. I had a two hour yoga lesson to celebrate. (Thank you Kelly. You may share in my magnificentness.) Now I have to go to an … Continue reading Done!
I learned my lesson from the morning train ride on Wednesday. It is worth being at the wrong end of the train to take the women only car. It was still packed but I didn’t have a bunch of smelly men towering over me, jamming their briefcases into my back. We finished Soness’s recording early … Continue reading A Tale of Universal Appeal
The job got delayed, but it’s done. The flooring guys have to go last and the ceiling and wall guys were behind schedule, so it was actually fewer working days than expected, which is a good thing. He’s as out of practice with flooring as I am with taking care of the house. I … Continue reading Sweat