Blink I-95

It was March on a Sunday at a gas station off  I-95 in Rhode Island. I scrolled through my audiobook app to find something to pass the miles faster. I was  worn out from Boston Tea Party, a crossover swing dance event in Massachusetts.

I typed in Malcolm Gladwell to see what might be available. I like the sound of his voice. It reminds me of someone I love.

Blink was the book I downloaded. Voice aside, I really just chose it because it was available. I had absolutely no idea what it was actually about. None. I listened to Tipping Point last summer and enjoyed it. I hit play and resumed my journey down 95. Continue reading “Blink I-95”

Life boat poetry

Random story

Not long out of college, I did a few oil paintings of these local scenes. Attorneys purchased a few and displayed the collection in their Jersey shore office.

Fast forward a few years, I was doing laundry and the washer broke mid-cycle. I lugged the heavy soapy load to the laundromat. It was June and I was sitting outside on a bench when these guys pulled up in a convertible. Blocking the street, the driver looked over and said hi. I was single and he seemed funny and harmless enough so when he asked, I gave him my number. We ended up dating for a while before becoming friends. Continue reading “Life boat poetry”