Or, honey, don’t let yourself become a calendar function! Also that post, I don’t remember from where, about poems being the answer to to-do lists. Blogging is maybe my first step to answering the to-do list I what, don’t even have time to write down? Maybe that’s the problem.

Something about oil:

My car got towed Friday night after El Zocalo, which was after the after-party after Poet’s Theater, which is to say it was pretty late by the time we realized my phone was back at the restaurant, retrieved it, used it to call a cab, left the car keys in the cab, got them back from the really nice cab driver, made it past the guard dogs with utmost civility to avoid attack and paid our $200. It’s been a long time since I produced such a graphic morality tale all about my dependence on the car. Morality tale for my own instruction. The last time, its transmission went out at 80,000 miles.

January 31, 2005 * 5:11 pm

January 31, 2005 * 4:38 pm

January 27, 2005 * 1:35 pm

January 26, 2005 * 12:16 pm

January 25, 2005 * 9:54 pm

January 19, 2005 * 5:10 pm

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January 19, 2005 * 10:50 am

January 18, 2005 * 9:44 pm

January 17, 2005 * 2:35 pm

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