My Dog is Chelsea

Today is Calla’s one-year adoption anniversary! A lot has changed since she and I first met:

Her name was Rosie.
She was 13 pounds skinnier and every rib stuck out.
She was skittish around all human beings, myself included.
Walking her on a leash was like playing tug-of-war.
She peed and pooped in the house.
Two weeks after bringing her home, [...]

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Last week I had a somewhat disturbing dream. Not for what happened in it, per se, but for what I felt.
So I was walking down the street—it was my mother’s street—and outside of her building was a loitering stranger. The front door was wide open, and I was immediately suspicious. That’s when a sudden blast [...]

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I just got an email from my mother. My friend from Portland is staying with her for the week. The report:
“I threw together a meal for her in about 10 minutes with those French white beans, chicken sausage, red peppers, cilantro, tomatoes. She said I cook a little faster than you.”
Classic, if not slightly unfair. [...]

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Picture time!
I dropped off four rolls of film today at Walgreen’s. While I was waiting for someone to notice that a customer had arrived, an older crazy-looking lady with headphones on cruised right on up to the counter, completely oblivious to the line she was cutting. Of course, that’s when one of the Walgreen’s staff [...]

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Several people have asked me: “How was it?”
The answer: “It was totally awesome.”
But first—just how did I score tickets to Michael Pollan’s totally awesome and totally sold-out Tuesday night appearance? Well, there is a freeze on annual raises at my job, and my boss gave me these tickets in lieu of a raise as part [...]

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