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The dog is clearly privvy to information I am not, for all the times she stops and plants her feet and refuses to look in the direction we'd like her to walk. Quietly, with ears flat, she protests our direction, frustrated by our inability to understand what is so obvious to her. We cajole and encourage and drag her along because she needs to learn to trust our decisions, and because dogs are not emotionally equipped to make decisions on their own.

She understands how to walk through a room full of cables snaking across the floor without uprooting anything, and despite a furiously wagging tail, I have never known her to knock things over. She doesn't drool, lick, chew, or touch anything we didn't ask her to, and picks up her feet carefully to skip out of the way of a tangling leash. Sometimes, I know she is ruining me in terms of expectations of intelligence and self-awareness in a dog; soon, she will return to her usual home and leave me wondering what can possibly go on in her head.

15 March 2014 16:47

Try Harder

Today I feel as if I am just blowing off everything and being incredibly self-indulgent but I learned how to ascend a rope, called my mother, and made food, so things can't be that bad. There's a projector hooked up in the library and we are working on beating Mario 64 with the assistance of a hound mutt and three growlers of delicious beer.

14 March 2014 19:16

Last Call for Winter

There's ice on the inside of the kitchen window again but that doesn't stop the dog from burying her excessively long snout into the back of my legs to direct me towards the door the moment I am out of bed. I'm sure she's already forgotten how cold the ground outside is, since it's been hours since her morning pee. And yet, once her leash is clipped into place and she reaches the concrete, she pulls her feet away as if bitten, and no dance she performs can keep all four feet off the ground at once.

We walk miles, and soon, she forgets the pain. I envy her; we tried to climb a slab of cold New England granite on the first day of the year, and once my hands froze to the wall, I had to abort.

I've had to make two trips to the grocery store because despite a bag of lemons being the reason I went in the first place, I managed to forget to pick one up. Instead, my first run included bananas, apples, cheese, butter, oatmeal, and peanut butter, while my second run was solely for fourteen small lemons. It will take us perhaps two weeks to finish them.

13 March 2014 20:37

Black Bean Pot

The following things go into a crock pot:

  • 1 lb. black beans, soaked overnight with a splash of rice vinegar, not drained
  • 1.5 lb. 80/20 ground beef, browned with black pepper, not drained
  • 3 bell peppers, diced
  • 1 large onion, diced
  • 1 russet potato, diced
  • 5-6 scoops chicken powder
  • 1.5 tablespoons fucking hot crushed chili flakes
  • 1 tablespoon garlic powder

Leave the house to avoid being tortured for 8-10 hours. Eat it mixed with brown rice and diced cheddar.

12 March 2014 16:56


I could not figure out what they were for a long time. During dusk, little specks that struck me softly in the face, cool but not wet, stinging my eyes when I was unlucky. After nightfall, preceded by tiny flashes of light, a small twinkle that looked as trivial as the impact hit.

It wasn't until I inhaled one and remembered that bitter, crinkling feeling in the back of my throat that I remembered biking through clouds of insects. They're just as anxious for the warm weather as I am.

11 March 2014 21:15

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