Mighty Life List
Jul 31 2001

Have you ever been mesmerized by your monitor, so deep in concentration that you can’t look away? And say you needed Chapstick while the monitor glowed seductively. Would you reach into your desk drawer blindly and feel around until you found it? OK, good. Now how close would you actually come to applying the glue stick to your lips?

6:24 p.m.

Jul 31 2001

Graffito on the train: “No fear of Funk.”

10:17 a.m.

Jul 27 2001

Brief conversation with a girl whose name is a noun:

Me: Hi, I’m Maggie.

Her: I’m Jubilee.

Me: What a happy name.

Her: You think so?

Me: Yeah, like, celebration, party…

Her: Huh. I guess I never thought about it that way.

10:21 a.m.

Jul 26 2001

I was having a pleasant afternoon, when I grabbed some Chinese food for lunch and my fortune cookie ambushed me, “You lead a double life and enjoy pretending to be something you are not.” Youch. I know fortune cookies rarely tell your fortune, but when did they start telling you off?

2:45 p.m.

Jul 25 2001

“Traditionally, the same actor plays Captain Hook and Mr. Darling.”

The Picture Book of Peter Pan (c. 1930)

Does anyone else think that’s creepy?

2:30 p.m.

Jul 24 2001

Overheard: Theological discussion at Firefly.

Scenario: Two characters from a Woody Allen movie swap neurosis at the next table.

Him: I’m just worried that I’ll never taste the joyous nectar of true Dharma. Because I’m fucked up. And I know I’m fucked up! And there’s nothing I can do about that.

Her: Yeah.

11:16 a.m.

Jul 20 2001

It was like something out of a Gabriel Garcia Marquez novel–we fell in love when the butterflies were mating. I drove home between fields of corn, and hundreds of yellow butterflies chased one another across the road. The setting was idyllic, the relationship proved less so. He was an entrepreneur without a lot of extra time for romance, I was too young to be thinking about happily ever after. A year later, I was upset, and disappointed, and ready to call it quits. Driving home one night, I realized the butterflies were mating again. I smiled and watched two of them dance around each other. Then they hit my windshield.

10:36 a.m.