Friday, March 16, 2012

Karaoke Time

Arezou and Sam are my favorite ladies. They're doing some Ice Cube and they're really good at it.

A Taste of A Jesus Jam

Amanda and Kamala Hate On People



This one is way too long, but I don't feel like editing it. We're harsh, but we also like people, that's the lesson learned.

Amanda and Kamala Talk Bathroom Spaces



You might have wished that you had been in Amsterdam with myself and Amanda. Allow me to give you a small taste of what that might have been like with this discussion about our bathroom at the Coco Mama hostel. You might change your mind about what you did or didn't miss.

My New Glasses

I got these frames at a hip store in Paris with Amanda. We spent a long time shopping there and then I wrote a diddy about it.



The girl at the glasses store stared hard into my face, or at least this is what I imagined. The truth was that I couldn't see a thing, but had been shopping for glasses for so many years that I could easily walk around behaving like I thought a seeing version of me might.

Her eyes were dark brown and her patterned scarf hung, bunched in exactly the right places. This I knew from memory. As I saw the light of her face turn, the shadow of eyes becoming a thoughtful dark squinch, she touched my arm, "I prefer the other."

I put on the other frames, pretending to hold her gaze, something I've been told makes me look cross-eyed. "These?" I asked, watching the gesture, a ghost of a smile, cross her lips.

I slipped my real glasses back on and found her beauty, in the sharp clarity of my rain speckled lenses, too much to look at directly. "I'll buy these," I said, folding the frames, averting my eyes, wondering how it might be if I only saw poorly all the time.