Letters and Sodas


Thanks to you, Internet friends, I can now search out the chili and swill a chai and read Infinite Jest outdoors and pick apples and attend a marching band competition and devour a funnel cake and make up dances to Andrew Bird songs and stomp on some crunchy leaves and throw on a sloppy cardigan and attend an Apple Butter Festival. And I can do these things with amicable kicks.

I’ve named them Jem and Scout.

They just giggled and whispered, “You’re the prettiest lady.”

(And when I went on my first solo drive with them, this song was the first to play. It doesn’t get much better, does it? I’ll answer that: Nope.)

(For those who asked about the tattoo? It’s Georgia O’Keeffe’s hands—based on a photograph taken by Alfred Stieglitz. A friend of mine designed it, and it was inked on nearly twenty years ago at the home of a man named Spyder.) ‘ ‘ ‘text/javascript’>

9 thoughts on “Letters and Sodas”

  1. Aaaah! Those shoes! My niece is 21 years old and has cerebral palsy. With her braces and all normally she has to go function over form, but she has those same shoes and they are much to be admired. She’s super thrilled about actually having cute tennis shoes. Also, if someone had bet me $50 you had a tattoo, I’d have lost that money. Not that I even know you. But still. Good on you for having some tricks up your sleeve.

  2. I once had a pair shoes named Beezus and Ramona. … And a pair of cats named Beezus and Ramona.

    I am not the thought leader I though I was.

  3. Ahhh. I KNOW that photo! There was an Alfred Stieglitz display at the O’Keefe museum in Santa Fe a few years back. Loved his pictures of her. She is awesome. Like you.

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