html xmlns="" xml:lang="en" lang="en"> From the archives: I caught two sunsets.

Monday, January 22, 2007

I caught two sunsets.

This whole weekend, for the entire time, I hung out with real people. Karen made this incredible onion and fennel dish that I will copy shamelessly, except I think I’m going to serve it over polenta and maybe with some bitter greens. Then we went to the gathering and at three in the morning, when a few of us were all lying on each other’s stomachs and laps and talking quietly, I was completely centered and warm and known and accepted. The next day’s drive back to the East Bay wasn’t even long enough for me to tell Chris every last detail about Los Osos. My nephews were perfect in a sweet and cheerful way, instead of perfect in a tired and fussy way. For the baby’s first birthday, my sister’s friends built a bonfire and burned no fewer than twenty-three dried Christmas trees.

A childhood friend came over in the morning and we all played at the playground. Lunch was grilled cheese sandwiches; I need to make more of those. The train ride home was beautiful. Last night, a couple friends came over for dinner, and I didn’t even have to hassle with inviting them first. I love that.

The entire weekend, I didn’t care what strangers on the internets thought of me. Except for the ones who are actually my friends, I didn’t wonder what strangers were doing. I could have checked, but there was a naked little boy stealing my shoes and that was far more relevant. All of me was in the physical world, not bookmarking things to tell imaginary people about later. It felt like a vacation. I used to feel like that all the time.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Grilled cheese sandwiches need pickles in the middle.

Anyway, haven't you met new people online and whatnot? And are you really giving a lot of time to this? You're apparently writing these posts from work. You still have real friend when you're not at work.

This is just like bonus socializing. And you're getting paid for it.


2:27 PM  
Anonymous bryn said...

Is it weird that an occasional reader feels jealous? or may be it's mostly envy. sounds like a great weekend.

I too had a good weekend, full of improv classes, a party, friends from dc visiting for the weekend, wrote the first blog post I felt even vaguely proud of, fly my rc helicopter. why is it that the week begins and feels empty and I go right back to procrastinating reading blogs? does it take a poet like ability to savor the weekend?

Justin: Pickles? Ewwww...
tomatoes would be much better

2:50 PM  
Blogger Megan said...

It was an unusually good weekend. On slower weekends, I get to wondering what the internets are doing, and if it is cooler and better than I am.

2:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Tomatoes don't work at all. You're supposed to dip a grilled cheese, with pickles in the middle, into a bowl of tomato soup. If you had tomatoes in the sandwich that'd be altogether too much tomato.


3:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I vote for pickles and tomato soup dippage.
Because my opinion matters, yeah! :D

4:49 PM  
Anonymous Mitch said...

Ahhh, so if you get a cell phone with a web browser built in you can obsess about whether people are calling you and what the internets are thinking about you all the time!

Seriously, though, you're making me feel guilty about how often I check your blog. Apparently, posting has become a source of stress for you. I suppose this is not a surprise, though I did prefer to assume that it was completely effortless on your part.

I promise I won't think any less of you if you post less frequently.

7:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We miss you too on the weekends. Not a ton, but at least a little. -K.

8:27 PM  
Blogger CharleyCarp said...

If you need a vacation, take a vacation. Imaginary people will still be here when you get back.

I just noticed: the verification word is WRATH.

9:14 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

How strange that you should care what strangers think of you or what they're doing.

" *it* is cooler that I am"


Active kindness , megan, active kindness :)

Grilled cheese sarnies with Worcestershire sauce. End of discussion!


11:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mmm, it makes me happy to know you had such an enveloping and delightful change-of-mind-state. Two suggestions:

1) Maybe, instead of mentally bookmarking things for the blog, you could write short (like a couple words) reminders somewhere (maybe emails to yourself), and come back to them when you feel like blogging.

2) Maybe there's some way you could ocasionally impose non-blog vacations on yourself. Like a block of time where not only are you forbidden from blogging, but you're forbidden from blogging about anything that happens or occurs to you during that time.


5:13 AM  
Anonymous Scheherazade said...

Feels pretty great to unhook, doesn't it? I've been surprised to feel how that curiousity and engagement with the mysterious people I know only through writing a blog has dissipated as I pulled away from it. It's nice to be connected to people who exist mostly in your imagination, in clever strings of words. And it's also nice to let that connection go.

5:52 AM  
Anonymous thelonious_nick said...

Yes, it becomes too stressful we imaginary people may have to impose a vacation/moratorium on you.

Maybe if you need a break sometime you could just include links to some of your favorite other sites. It's easy and fun!

There, that hardly took any time at all.

7:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Justin, sweet pickles or dill? Chips or spears?

I've tried the tomato, it's OK but it gets mushy and watery.

I think of the Internet as a substitute for TV, not real life. But lately it's become a subsitute for reading stuff written on paper as well, so maybe that's too much.

-- Spungen

11:27 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Actually, grilled cheese sandwiches are best made with thick slices of crusty bread, sharp (but not too sharp) cheddar cheese, a few leaves of fresh basil, and some chopped, marinated artichoke hearts. You can of course substitute a nice sharp mustard and a few turns from a pepper mill for the basil and artichokes. But no tomotoes and no pickles.

1:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Just out of curiosity, which part of the internets is cooler and better than you are? I want to go check that part out.

3:03 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

best made with thick slices of crusty bread

I've found that the thicker the bread, the greater the difficulty getting the cheese to melt thoroughly before the bread scorches. Do you use a pan, a grilling machine, or the oven? Any shortening/oil?

4:17 PM  
Blogger ScottM said...

About your last line: I doubt it. You had to get in the habit of thinking about things to bookmark for the rest of us before you could take a vacation from it.

Otherwise, what do we imaginary people contribute to your life at all?

11:25 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Let the cheese get to room temperature before making the sandwich. And by thick, I simply mean thicker than ordinary sliced bread (i.e., Wonderbread), not inch thick slices. Use a little olive oil or butter in a heavy skillet with another skillet on top to weigh the sandwich down.

12:49 PM  

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