My M.O. in the sculpture studio, where I’m taking an intro-level course: get out three different rulers, first thing.
The mailbox painted with vintage-hot-rod-style flames.
Writing lyrics while driving with Siri dictation.
The bicyclist with the longest rat tail I’ve ever seen.
The popularity of rollerblading in Madison, Wisconsin, relative to seemingly every other city I’ve been in.
Driving back from my dad’s show in Madison under heat lightning.
A “Let’s Go Rain” moment: the rain stopping when I got out of the car, the second time that happened this week. Me, kinda sorta thinking, in that non-belief-y sort of way, that it was a gift from the god-force. But then the rain starting again during my walk, and me, thinking, “Oh. That was stupid to have thought.”
The waste of spending one’s luck on illegal parking spots, if it turned out luck worked like a bank account.