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Wednesday, 28 February 2007 |
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My sister's room is off limits. Her carpet is pink and white and deep. Acrylic. She was allowed to choose it herself. My room is bigger, which I know, but never admit, is unfair, however my carpet is not as nice.
We are both upstairs, my sister and I. And our parents are downstairs. This is not analogy, it is architecture. We put stickers on our doors. No admittance. We don't mean it. We don't enforce it. It would not hold up in court.
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Friday, 06 October 2006 |
I have a grainy photo of my father holding me aloft in a garden of water and stone.
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Thursday, 05 October 2006 |
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I have two photos of my mother.
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Thursday, 05 October 2006 |
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The Scottish bartender at my local cryptically cautioned me, "Dinna get your hopes up." The road we are on is less than 30 miles away from home, yet I am in completely unfamiliar territory. The paved road curves and ends at the base of a rounded mountain. Everywhere around my hometown are mountains and roads that stop because of them, and the Catskill State Park that exists either to protect the mountains or because of them. Regardless, the sight is beautiful, and from here only one mountain can be seen and we are driving into it.
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Thursday, 05 October 2006 |
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Out front, in our quarter acre plot, we have a sassafras tree and a maple tree and bush that is hard to mow around.
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Thursday, 05 October 2006 |
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My father is a computer engineer and tells me I should learn to trade stocks, but I know the stocks are a lie, and I become a computer engineer. My mother trades stock frequently and openly and I think she likes to visit the stockbroker too much. Years later my father says that if she had held onto the stocks she inherited we would be millionaires. He also tells me that if he could have been anything he would have been an underwater explorer, like Jacques Cousteau. I feel doubly cheated.
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Thursday, 05 October 2006 |
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My mother resists the disposal of anything.
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