LOVE this! Thank you for writing this. So happy to see Li-Young Lee pop up at the end, too. He was one of the first poets I fell in love with. The City In Which I Love You is so, so good.
I clicked on the updates for this several times today, and each time, I got re-teary-eyed. I'm jaded enough that usually the same thing doesn't work twice!!
This was seriously the best.
While I love this piece, I'm worried about readers being misinformed. There is a Safe Sea Monster Surrender law in California and Washington, which has not made it to other states at this juncture. If your sea monster is younger than 14 years of age you can fling it into the sea and run with no legal repercussions, but only in the above mentioned states and only at designated Safe Sea Monster Surrender docks. A woman recently drove from Nebraska to surrender her 13-year-old sea monster into the SF Bay, and everyone here is just ashamed and saddened at her callousness and the sea monster is out there living with a rowdy, morally dubious gang of surrogate sea lion parents and more than likely facing untreated attachment/identity issues.
On How to Mount a TV When You Have No Boyfriend, No Prospects, and Lack the Shamelessness Required to Ask for Help
When did Hairpin commenters get so judgey? (sp?) I thought this story was great! When I'm faced with the prospect of moving or installing something very heavy, I usually think of the men in my life who have more body mass, therefore are usually more equipped (or maybe I should say more willing!) to lift/install heavier things, and if I had any lady friends with their body mass, I'd think of them, too. I don't think this author's impulses were in the wrong at all, and she installed the freaking thing all by herself! Sheesh.
Yesterday I heard the best thing (almost slightly related to this post):
Is that sushi in your pocket, or are you just happy sashimi?
This is beautifully written.
When I was new to the city, with no close friends, I managed a cafe. All the girls I worked with were about five years younger, and they always invited me out with them, but for some reason I had it in my head that I needed to find friends my own age, and that I'd be kind of a loser hanging out with girls five years younger. Anyway, I finally went out with them, and about eight years later, they are still my closest friends and they are amazing, and I can't believe I almost didn't have them in my life because of an age hangup. So I guess what I learned is, no need to put arbitrary limits on friendship when it's staring you in the face. : )
Beautiful. So much love.
Wait, so the answer to all of these is not nachos made from ingredients that can be found at your corner liquor store or (somehow even more depressingly) Walgreens?
Also: This is really beautiful.
@garli We are so lucky bug-wise here!! I've never had a spider (that I know of) in my apartment! KNOCK ON WOOD SO HARD.
I'm just going to break all the rules and talk about the cutest thing that has ever woken me up in the dead of night:
Years ago, my boyfriend at the time used to leave his back patio door open at night(which is weird because we lived in San Francisco, but we were young and dumb), and I woke up to some rustling coming from the kitchen. I went in and turned on the light to find a raccoon standing on his hind legs over the drawer where bf kept individual mini bags of chips. He had a pack of fritos in hand, and we had a face-off for a second, before he scurried out the door, still clutching his snack.