Monthly Archives: March 2005

March 23, 4:45pm: Rusty appears in the living room, where I’m sitting on the textbook-strewn loveseat with a laptop and a cat on my lap, trying to touch-type through the mound of purring fur while eating a bowl of delicious sliced strawberries. “Ack,” I say, watching him put his shoes on. “Were we supposed to be there at 5:00 or 5:30?” “5:30,” he reassures me. “I have to pick Laila up on the way.” Whew. “Okay,” I tell him. “Seeya there.” 4:50pm: Strawberries devoured, I set the bowl aside. Elliott … Continue reading →