Chongqing’s traffic is unpredictable. Cars and trucks freewheel around pedestrians. Carts stacked high with produce do tottering loops. All is constant flux and motion, heedless of street signs: the ceaseless ebb of red, the flow of green.
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Monthly Archives: August 2014
We Each Honor Madonna’s Birthday in Our Own Way
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Heidi: Hi CC. How are you today?
CC: Hi there Heidi, I’m interested in this spiked bustier, is it available? Thanks!!
Heidi: One sec and I’ll look this up for you.
CC: I feel the ownership of this bustier to be a moral imperative. Continue reading
Papa Bungard Has Invited You To Join Twitter!
I am a Luddite–a fine-boned little hermit in love with rosemary-infused oils and walk-up apartments that boast thick, sturdy walls. I was born 70-100 years after the time I should have arrived and thus quite naturally hold a mounting suspicion of modem (why doesn’t it make this sound anymore? This holy, plinking sound of things starting up?) my “phone” (it is good, I have found, to periodically erase everything on it and start over. Mourning nothing, I relish the clean slate) and I believe in the life-affirming qualities of salt. Continue reading
