If you were ever an intern (or in my case, are a seasoned pro), then you would have been well acquainted with the Pitney Bowes postage calculator machine. Some may say that this handy little gadget has revolutionized the postal system, saving countless hours by sparing employees the hassle of waiting in line at the post office. However, if you spend enough time with it (and as an intern, you irrefutably do), you will come to know that it is, in fact, very evil. Few can withstand its temperamental bouts and adderesque snapping. Also, working on the Pitney Bowes chain gang is considered a menial task not requiring any mental acumen. Flash forward then to me, getting a large manila envelope wedged in between the wheels, and wrenching it from 'twixt the rollers with near Herculean force. Either this machine just has it particularly out for me, or I'm indeed getting stupider as the days roll on.
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Scissor Sisters: Scissor Sisters
This album is the soundtrack to my life. Ok, wishful thinking. (*****)Harajuku Girls
Gwen Stefani: Love, Angel, Music, Baby
It's so sexy that I might have to touch you when listening to it. (****)The Only Living Boy In New York
Simon & Garfunkel: Best of Simon & Garfunkel
I don't know why I can't stop listening to this. It's so free & breezy, like Summer's Eve, only for your ear canal. (*****)It's All Mixed Up
Red House Painters: Songs for a Blue Guitar
A song pretty much applicable to any aspect of life. Too bad it was wasted in the dreadful movie Excess Baggage. (***)Better Son/Daughter
Rilo Kiley: Execution of All Things
The song is so good I almost get into a car accident everytime I listen to it. (*****)
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February 01, 2005
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Shit I Should've Read & Plugs for Profs
Adam Haslitt: I'm Not A Stranger Here
Not bad for his first try. Damn him. (*****)Jhumpa Lahiri: Interpreter of Maladies
There's only so much of the Indian thing I can take, but this is pretty good. (****)- Zbigniew Herbert: Still life With A Bridle: Essays and apocryphas
Actually, I'm reading this for my thesis. But you should read it too, just so you can help give me ideas. RACHEL COHEN: A Chance Meeting : Intertwined Lives of American Writers and Artists, 1854-1967
Simply because Rachel rocks... (*****)Vijay Seshadri: The Long Meadow : Poems
Don't get poetry, but hey, I can't help but idolize Vijay.JOHN BURNHAM SCHWARTZ: Bicycle Days (Vintage Contemporaries (Paperback))
He was 21 when this was published! I'm already four years behind. Still, he's a standup guy that sails.
I say loose the Uniball and have a seat on Mr. Postman...
Posted by: Pravda Princess | February 02, 2005 at 03:52 PM
I know, I know.....lose--not LOOSE....in this case, anyway.
Posted by: Pravda Princess | February 02, 2005 at 04:51 PM
FYI -- Manilla envelopes aren't supposed to travel through the Pitney Bowes. Rather, there is a clever handle which when pushed dispenses a postage sticker which has self-adhesive material. Stick that on your package (that is if you can get your Uniball out of the way) and send.
Posted by: Parade Organizer | February 02, 2005 at 09:23 PM
Just you wait until they ask you to take that thing to the Post Office for its required inspection! (Let me smell your Uniball.)
Posted by: Chef Pot Roast | February 03, 2005 at 10:55 AM