HAPPY REMOVAL DAY!

I turned twenty-eight today. Technically, I can't call today my birthday because my mother had a cesarean for both of her pregnancies. She wears two scars on her belly. I am the horizontal and my brother is the vertical. It makes me wonder if Hallmark has come out with cards yet, special for those of us, like Julius Caesar, who were not 'born of woman.'

LOST WORDS

These pictures were taken during a two week long sojourn into America's southwest (summer, 2002). I was in search of the perfect taco.* What can I say? Most of the trips I plan start with my gut. The person in the first picture, on the white sand dunes, is my ex-husband.




* Yes, Tom Robbins was read aloud along the way.

PIVOTAL MOMENTS

I just saw a squirrel turn a WonderBread bag inside out.

What I mean to say is: I just spent twenty minutes standing at my apartment window with a pair of binoculars watching a squirrel turn an empty bag inside out.

Hi, I'm Marty Stouffer. And this is Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiild America!