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Overeducated Waitress: "All good comes to them that waitress."
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Monday, December 1, 2008. All good comes to them that waitress.". I wait tables for a living. Over the years, I've accumulated a whole basketfull of black aprons, rolled in cylinders and tied with their own strings. They love that one. Weirdly enough, given that I'd always defined myself by my academic success, I began to take pride in my new identity: a Decent Waitress vagabond-type who was most at home in the mountains and on the road. I took it...
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Overeducated Waitress: Winter blooms
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Thursday, December 11, 2008. As we were gathering our things to head home the day after Thanksgiving, my mother handed us a small ceramic pot with a narrow green shoot. Paperwhites, she said,. They're lovely when they bloom. Sure enough, it grew visibly, and daily. And this week it burst into bloom. Daring to blossom in the coldest of Seattle weather,. Since it doesn't know any better,. Having lived all its days indoors. Power to the Wee People. Am go...
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Overeducated Waitress: December 2008
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Thursday, December 11, 2008. As we were gathering our things to head home the day after Thanksgiving, my mother handed us a small ceramic pot with a narrow green shoot. Paperwhites, she said,. They're lovely when they bloom. Sure enough, it grew visibly, and daily. And this week it burst into bloom. Daring to blossom in the coldest of Seattle weather,. Since it doesn't know any better,. Having lived all its days indoors. Monday, December 1, 2008.
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Overeducated Waitress: Sunny days and strange nights.
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Tuesday, February 3, 2009. Sunny days and strange nights. February dawned exquisitely in West Seattle. 3000 miles east in Puxatawney, PA, a gang of middle-aged white male business owners hauled a groundhog out of a stump and hoisted it into the air,. Then announced we were going to have six more weeks of winter. A local goat wandered off from home, and was taken into protective custody by the Seattle Police Department until its owner came to claim it.
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Overeducated Waitress: February 2009
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Tuesday, February 3, 2009. Sunny days and strange nights. February dawned exquisitely in West Seattle. 3000 miles east in Puxatawney, PA, a gang of middle-aged white male business owners hauled a groundhog out of a stump and hoisted it into the air,. Then announced we were going to have six more weeks of winter. A local goat wandered off from home, and was taken into protective custody by the Seattle Police Department until its owner came to claim it.
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Overeducated Waitress: Nuclear Homeland (Or; My First Arrest)
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Monday, December 1, 2008. Nuclear Homeland (Or; My First Arrest). The image that occupies the header of this blog is of particular significance. Snapped in the Spring of 2008, facing northwest in the Nevada desert, it captures a moment in which the sun was rising behind me, and the moon was setting in front of me. The lights on the highway in the bottom left are the cars of workers, heading for this gate:. There's more to this story. I need to buff up...
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Overeducated Waitress: October 2008
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Thursday, October 30, 2008. Urban garden 2008: recap. Me, helping Mom in the garden c. 1982). Sometime in March, Ryan disappeared into the lumber section @ the hardware store. Not certain why we were there originally. Might have headed in to buy a new handle for the toilet (? Or possibly some lightbulbs. I found him pulling down long pieces of lumber. I'm going to build you a garden," he informed me. Can we afford all the stuff we'll need? Sprouts eme...
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Overeducated Waitress: January 2009
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Friday, January 16, 2009. Once, clouds of them filled the city streets. On the last day of our January visit with our grandfather in Milwaukee, my sister Emma and I go with him to the City Museum downtown. Inside, we begin to shed our scarves and coats. There is an utter absence of wind, only the movement of thousands of luminous butterfly wings. We watch them fly and hover and rest. Some land on us, clinging to hair and bright scarves. Alive in this ...
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Overeducated Waitress: VII, by Wendell Berry
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9 black aprons and a Masters in history and folklore. Thursday, January 8, 2009. VII, by Wendell Berry. I would not have been a poet. Except that I have been in love. Alive in this mortal world,. Or an essayist except that I. Have been bewildered and afraid,. Or a storyteller had I not heard. Stories passing to me through the air,. Or a writer at all except. I have been wakeful at night. And words have come to me. Out of their deep caves. Needing to be remembered. But on the days I am lucky. It is not hi...
