CHARISMATIC MEGAFAUNA

By Quiconque

Mixed Success

Wednesday night found me in a tony salon where a small Russian woman gave me a haircut which, had it a name, would be known as the Clancy.

Thursday morning found me eating mushroom and goat cheese frittata with the fabulous Squirma, who came all the way from Canada to see me. Yes, there was some talk about a granddaughter and a law school graduation, but I know I was the real motivation for the trip. We had a great time catching up, dishing on people we used to know, and bragging about the small children in our lives.

Thursday afternoon was spent in Riverside Park, reading about marginality in Europe, and fighting off an allergy attack that Allegra could not completely quell.

Thursday evening I discovered that I mispronounce half of what I say. I blame reading and a childhood spent in the colonies. But then social science came to my rescue and reminded me that language is constantly evolving. Linguistic standards are really conventions! And I was happy again in my ignorance.

Finally, this morning, my experiment in low rise briefs failed spectacularly and hilariously (to me, at least) as I walked up the stairs out of the subway. Good thing I wasn�t wearing a skirt.
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READING: Stuff on France. Big surprise.

WATCHING: Reality TV finales. Kendra's the Apprentice! Naima's America's Next Top Model!