Though initially I was really excited about the new Lorrie Moore piece in the New Yorker this week, it was finally the short piece by Jon Saunders that I really loved.

There comes that phase in life when, tired of losing, you decide to stop losing, then continue losing. Then you decide to really stop losing [...]

From above the maple trees, you might see the curves of the streets, a fire hydrant glowing red at the curbside, brown and grey trash bins aligned like soldiers, standing at attention for tomorrow’s pick up. There was one evergreen among the maples in our backyard, and the frayed remains of a seat cushion dangled [...]

Another list, sort of. Here is my December playlist, which is better for a colder, snowier day than today.
01. Another Day: The Album Leaf
02. Will You Still Love Me in December: Julie Doiron
03. Reservations: Wilco
04. Blue Eyed an’ Clear: Slowdive
05. Consequence: The Notwist
06. I Felt Your Shape: The Microphones
07. Familia: Mirah
08. NYC: Interpol
09. Signal: Aerial [...]

A list in no particular order.

A dirty Q-tip. It was quite frayed and had a pink plastic rod instead of the plain paper one. We’re talking one high-class—and feminine—Q-tip here.
A Froz-Fruit popsicle stick. Neon green film on stick suggests the possibility of the Froz-Fruit being lime flavored.
A pink elastic hairband. Upon coming home from work [...]