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DALLAS. OH. MY.

In confessions, home, kat parr, travel on 6 June 2010 with 5 comments

I ran away, I admit it.
This weekend in Austin is Queerbomb, Gay Pride, etcetera dance parties and parades and debauchery. Usually I’m an eager participant; not this time. I ran away. I admit it.
Instead I am in Dallas, Texas. It is inching towards 100 degrees – it will go higher still – and the sky [...]

THE MARGIN FADES

In kat parr, poetry, travel on 12 March 2010 with no comments

A fragment of Tennyson’s poem “Ulysses” has been circling in my head, the same three lines, over and over:
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’
Gleams that untravell’d world whose margin fades
For ever and forever when I move.
I have a headache and can’t sleep. Tomorrow Austin, my own four walls and my own pillow. The daily [...]

HOW TO

In kat parr, motorcycle, travel on 9 March 2010 with no comments

…deal with crappy, seedy, potentially toxic motels.
(1) Dress for minimum nakedness at the end of the day. As in: tights or longjohns under jeans, undershirt under your shirt (so aptly named!), etc.
(2) Don’t unpack. Simply reapply same clothes in the morning. Thus the above. If you’re really concerned about it, you can microwave your underwear. [...]

NO SLEEP IN SAVANNAH

In design, gradschool, home, kat parr, spaces, travel on 8 March 2010 with no comments

There are times when your mind goes in wonderful directions; other times, less so.
I awoke in the wee hours of morning gripped by an awful sense of dread and the image of a dead deer flickering through my head like an old film reel. The deer I had actually seen earlier in the day on [...]

WHAT LIFE ADDS UP TO IS STILL A PROBLEM

In kat parr, motorcycle, photography, spaces, travel on 28 February 2010 with no comments

In the New Moon Cafe, which was voted “Best of the Best” way back in 1995. A map of the United States hangs on the wall behind the sweet tea dispenser. It’s faded and stained, but decorated with hundreds of pins. New York City, Atlanta, Dallas, San Fransisco, Charleston, Miami and every small town in [...]

THE STORY SO FAR

In gradschool, kat parr, motorcycle, spaces, travel on 26 February 2010 with no comments

Austin. Winnie. New Orleans. Mobile. Dauphin Island. Pensacola. Santa Rosa Island. Panama City. Tallahassee. Waycross. Aiken.
It’s a small, arbitrary list. Some of the places I stayed a night or two (or five) in, others I simply passed through, or stopped long enough to get off the bike to take a picture and fill up the [...]