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I’m wishing my chicks were still this little. A post from 2005.
Just on the other side of my window, beyond the sage curtains I hung recently, past the doubled reflection of gold and green and red and blue lights on our 10-foot tree, I see the
He didn’t see us enter Key Arena or traverse the stairs to a pair of close-up seats, but I saw him. There was my boy, warming up on Ray’s home turf.
He looked good. He looked natural. He even looked comfortable, though I couldn’t imagine
I had looked forward to the day after Christmas for a couple of reasons. First, the 26th of December loomed as the first day of a much needed rest. It meant the shedding of several great weights: I’d be finished with a lengthy academic book edit
There’s talk that Seattle is going to get a basketball team again (sorry to all you fans in Sacramento). And I’ve heard that if/when the team comes up, they’ll play in Key Arena for a while until another stadium can be built.
In the past, I’ve made a great big deal about the carpet, and what I permit to step upon it. But … hear me out. Shoes bring germs. Am I right? If those shoes have walked the concrete of a city — and I’m thinking New York City