voncookie | June 26, 2010
I can’t remember when I bought it. Maybe in high school? Perhaps in Oxford? At HNEU or SELLAC? I’ve completely forgotten. A t-shirt, a terrific t-shirt that read the following: Once upon a time, and a very good time it was, there was a moo-cow coming down along the road and this moo-cow that was [...]
voncookie | February 28, 2010
Once upon a time, when I was a wee tot of almost thirteen, in the 8th grade, I was “going out” with a boy, a popular kid, a skate rat who wore jams and had long, long bangs that hung over his very blue eyes and round glasses. We flirted for a while, and then [...]
voncookie | February 16, 2010
via velvetverbosity, the 100-word challenge, a little late… and a little racy… on the word “Thirty” ******* “Does this make us lovers?” I ask, all second-date-timid. I can see my own mascara, eyes half-closed, half-open, certainly not looking at him the way I should, the way a thirty-year-old would, with frank pleasure and bemusement. My [...]
voncookie | January 24, 2010
Anyone who has known me for more than a few weeks knows of my love for poetry. Anyone who has known me for more than half my life– Fun ExBF, for example– will testify that my love for poetry, at times, borders on obsession, especially when I go through phases in which I am actively [...]
voncookie | January 18, 2010
I bought a futon in early 2003, back when I lived in Chestnut Place, as some sort of solace for a love affair gone totally awry. It cost about $200 and I had to have it, with its curved, backless arms, and sleek silver body. I set it against the dual windows of my apartment [...]
voncookie | January 16, 2010
I thought maybe I’d dedicate a few posts to my history with writing, on the off chance that it would inspire something creative in me, or at least allow me to be a bit reflective about this thing I do that I love so much, but of which I never feel I do enough. In [...]
voncookie | January 11, 2010
When I was about six years old, my friend KatyB and I went to Great Adventure, which is a theme park off of exit 7A on the Turnpike in NJ, and now bears the title of “Six Flags”. Back then, though, it was merely “Great Adventure” — no Suit had stepped in yet to make [...]
voncookie | November 28, 2009
Little known fact about vonCookie: I am a radio junkie. I can survive without TV, I hate going to the movies, and I positively cannot live without radio. I guess it started when I lived in Spain in 2000, and I had no other media available that I didn’t have to pay for through the [...]
voncookie | November 27, 2009
Yes, a happy Thanrsgiving to all. No, I didn’t misspell that. Whatever the reason, whenever I hear someone say “Happy Thanksgiving” it always sounds in my head the way I spelled it above: “happy than-r-sgiving.” Why? Picture it, Córdoba, Spain, 1996… I was living abroad for a semester, in the cranky old town of Córdoba, [...]
voncookie | November 22, 2009
You know you have a truly inviolable friendship with someone when you can call them up after not talking for a year and pick up *exactly* where you left off. I am so lucky to have a wealth of this particular type of friend, and as I live at a great distance from most of [...]
voncookie | November 10, 2009
When my Dad used to say this when I was a kid, when we were driving in New Jersey – It’s local custom to swear profusely while driving, of course – he would take these words, totally innocuous, and wind up on them as if they were the worst condemnation possible, worse than calling someone [...]
voncookie | October 11, 2009
I went back to my Highfalutin New England University in the fall of 1994 for my second year of college after spending a summer half in Spain and half in my friend Neednik’s apartment, living out what Good Witch Exbf and I refer to as “The Summer of Debauchery”. Life was good. Life was good? [...]
voncookie | September 13, 2009
Slick Management Firms’ hiring processes (those of all three of them) are currently on a collision course with the highly convoluted and time-consuming nature of landing a job in academia that culminates in Big Scary Convention. As mentioned in a previous post, the thought of me being unfaithful and window-shopping outside of academia is an [...]
voncookie | June 29, 2008
I have a habit of running away when my anxiety gets to be too much; this is a habit that began early in my graduate career at Big U. I think the first time I ran off was during my second semester. I was walking to class, feeling excessively tense, the loud noises of Humanities [...]
voncookie | June 18, 2008
“Cityscape” 18 August 1992 Someday I’ll have an apartment in the city. It will be sleek and chic, filled with sex and religion. God will hang out there and read books of erotic poetry while my lover walks from the kitchen to the bedroom in his underwear. I will tuck my feet up under my [...]
