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Happy Halloween, friends and strangers who this way come. I extend a warm welcome to you through the fog of my no-blogging status with this moldy jack-o-lantern (truly sorry if this grosses you out — I myself shuddered a little). Poor thing, couldn’t last till the 31st.

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We parked our car and headed down the street toward City Sip. Two young guys were walking our way.
“You girls are pretty.”
Annoyance and mild elation.
“But too old for me.”

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I went up to Santa Barbara for a day with a friend. I haven’t been in the best of spirits, which means I haven’t been feeling all that motivated to be out and about in the world. Ironically, being out and about and filling the senses with life is what often helps lift the spirits. [...]

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I went to a little city called Tigre today, less than an hour away from Buenos Aires. I was absolutely determined to make it out there ever since I found out about it because Tigre is a popular weekend getaway for porteños (Buenos Aires locals) and I am all about the school of When In [...]

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I’m listening to the faucet in the bathroom drip-drip-drip while the rain and thunder outside drenches all of Buenos Aires. It has been dreadfully hot and muggy lately, and the rain is a beautiful gift. I met up with a new friend for coffee and got caught in the rain on the way home. I [...]

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I have way too much work for someone trying to explore a foreign country. The harder I work, the more interminable the load seems to be. I don’t get it. I am determined to do NO work tomorrow, though, NO matter what.

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While my “someone” is now frolicking on the beaches of Chile on horseback, I have a hole in my toe. Well, that’s a bit dramatic — it’s just a small cut — but “hole in my toe” is fun to write. I was taking a shower yesterday when the glass shelf on top of the [...]

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I am a terrible blogger.
I know this. The thing that makes me a bad blogger — that is, a non-commital, inconsistent blogger — makes me a bad artist, unhealthy and unhygenic person, messy roommate, etc. etc. etc. I often get into these gooey slumps that are difficult to get up and wade out of, and [...]

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Lately, I’ve been wading zombie-like through a thick goop of malaise that seems to be congealing, setting, here to stay. Even as I say this, though, life experience tells me nothing’s permanent. Interesting that it is in this state of being in which I am rediscovering the independent British writer/director Sally Potter. I have not [...]

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I know it’s been forever-and-a-half since I last posted; my former (non)blogging ways are creeping up on me. It says something that I often have ideas for posts — these ideas that I can see i my mind’s eye in Technicolor, complete with photos and clever word play — but the ideas get haphazardly shelved [...]

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