by wrinkler on August 30, 2010
Amy, Cherry, and I went kayaking again on Saturday. We went 12 miles down the Willamette River.
We remained fully clothed. Except for the one part where we were on the shore skipping stones, and Amy picked up something with the heft and geometry of a brick, and I said, “If you skip that, I’ll drop [...]
by wrinkler on June 7, 2010
Why do we love the things we do?
Saturday’s sky was big and blue. I jumped out of a plane and practiced turning from side to side.
Definitely in the red zone on the Fun-o-meter.
I’ve done lots of things that have been fun before. But nothing that fills me so completely. For reasons I can’t begin to [...]
by wrinkler on December 1, 2009
Infinite Jest was published in 2005 1996* and gained a lot of notoriety for being a new kind of literature. And also really long.
Extremely long.
1079 pages’ worth.
I read an article in the New Yorker about David Foster Wallace, and he sounded like a crazy person who might write interesting things, so I bought the book [...]
by wrinkler on September 17, 2009
Then I got back on a plane and went to see my mother.
She lives far away from me. And I get out there about once a year. So, every time I see her, it’s kind of a surprise.
For me.
The surprise is seeing what’s gotten a little–or a lot–harder for her in the last 12 months.
This time, [...]
by wrinkler on September 14, 2009
Staying out until 1:30 in the morning. TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW.
And then getting up at 7:20 to catch a plane.
But, boy oh boy, was the slumber party fun!
by wrinkler on September 3, 2009
Last year, the dentist we loved sold her practice. We were all sad.
The new guy is nice enough. But, three months ago, he told me I needed a crown. I didn’t schedule the appointment, because a) the dentist we loved never mentioned anything about it and b) there’s a new sign in the office window.
NEED CASH NOW. [...]
by wrinkler on August 31, 2009
Look, nobody’s more surprised about this jumping out of planes thing than me. If you’d told me a month ago that I would be obsessed with learning how to do it, I’d have told you to refill the prescription for whatever you just stopped taking.
It was completely unimaginable.
Two people played a big role. They didn’t give me [...]