Lions, stoically posing in profile on menus
- Hours and hours of checking train schedules
- Re-learning how to canter
- Sunset o’clock comes about a minute earlier each evening
- I am saving my best stuff for my memoirs
- Trying to get rid of a strange refrigerator stonk
- In the keening of the red-tailed hawk I hear a warning
- Lack of sleep makes it hard to concentrate
- Needing to re-read Tobermory (by Saki)
- Motion sickness on Amtrak
- Re-gluing broken chair legs
- Fun new hashtag games with Twitter friends
- Riveting daily developments in the New York City mayoral race
- Deciding which socks to wear
- Panic attacks about eroding civil rights
- Working on a novel
- Buying more eggs and rootbeer
- Contemplating PhD programs I am unqualified to apply to
- Dirt roads have bigger ruts
- Persistent meteorological conditions favorable to outdoor cooking
- Acquiring corny knock-knock jokes for future project
- Dogs are setting a bad example
Sleeping curled up in a chair
Cleaning up crumbs
Thundering down the stairs
Letting the cat bite them
Peeing on things outside
Looking comfortable sprawled on the floor
Being ready and excited to go somewhere in the car
Showing enthusiasm for a new toy
Showing enthusiasm for an old toy
Rolling on gross things
Looking out the window
Flopping on the couch
Meeting new people
Belly flops in the pool
Pooping in the middle of the road
Pooping in the middle of the floor
- They drop leaves on the floor.
- They don’t tell you they are hungry.
- Their names never really suit them, so I find them really hard to remember.
- They die.
- Dirt in a pot indoors is good for a cat to dig in.
- Dirt in a pot indoors is good for a cat to pee in.
- Dirt in a pot indoors is good for a cat to poop in.
- You are supposed to keep them alive.
- They never pay for dinner.
- Sometimes they get horrible little tiny insect infestations.
- They cast dreadful shadows.
- They fall off the shelves.
- Their methods of reproduction are very confusing.
- Most of them are poisonous.
- Any time anything interesting happens, they attribute the cause to a magical invisible being that lives in the dirt.
- They have all these needs (light, water) where you can’t give them too little or too much.
- Most of them look delicious to cats.
- They don’t know any funny jokes.
- They don’t help with housework, and they never answer the phone.
Tomorrow, I am going on a road trip for a couple of days.
Here is a list of some of the things in New York that made me happy in the past six weeks.
1. A dozen Pakistan Independence Day Parade floats silently lined up outside the apartment one Sunday morning
2. Finding a really good dentist
3. The old slightly frail guy sitting alone at hipster burger joint Black Shack on Lexington, drinking a shake and eating a burger while he read the New Yorker
4. The Whitney Museum, especially the fourth floor
5. The High Line, plus the bit of unrestored elevated railway that is at the end of the High Line and is both utterly unpromising (covered in weeds, crumbling of rust) and promising (as a future extension)
6. Our doorman, Ramon
7. Our dog Cherry now pees on command and will even pee in the street sometimes
8. The Brooks Brothers we can walk to
9. Riding the subway or walking in Times Square in breeches and half-chaps
10. Wild Edibles on 3rd Ave between 35th and 36th
11. Summer Streets, when they close Park Avenue to traffic from the Brooklyn Bridge to Central Park three Saturday mornings in August
12. Traditional Lamb Tagine with couscous at Barbe, the Moroccan restaurant two blocks from here
13. Breakfast and the New York Times and the giant newspaper recycling bins at Grand Central Station
14. The dog run at Madison Square Park
15. Newton’s “Principia Mathematica” at the Morgan Library
16. Central air-conditioning
17. Climbing boulders in Central Park
18. Buying a decent banana for 30 cents from a sidewalk cart