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the first to be last (almost) by Willow

Posted on: May 3, 2005 8:00 PM

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Looking back, I feel like I can define entire periods of my life by the meals I consumed at the time. Here are some examples:

*My first year in high school I had to go on a macrobiotic diet for a while for health reasons, (Candida). I remember sitting in the park across the street from school in very dark, baggy clothes, staring at my rice cakes and dried fruit, and then cramming a Little Debbie cake into my mouth. Careless, defiant, impulsive - Willow at age 14.

*Last year, living in Dublin, I used to stop at this Hare Krishna restaurant on my way home from work. It was cafeteria-style, so I would load up my tray with paneer, broccoli, and this really thick, dense bread. I would sit at a table by myself and stare out the window while I ate. I remember thinking that it was a lonely scenario, but actually feeling sublime.

*College. 3am. My dorm room. Stoned. Hunched over the crumbly remains of a Family Sized Tostitos bag and a watery jar of salsa. Melissa and I trying to whisper so as not to wake my roommates, but managing only to cackle hysterically and knock over said watery salsa. (Did we clean it up? We did not.)

*For a year and a half I lived in New York City, in a matchbox apartment on the sixth floor of a walk-up with my friend, Annie. Whenever I returned from vacation, Annie would order Chinese food, and have it waiting for me when I walked in the door. (I did the same for her, of course.) Garlic broccoli, moo-shoo vegetables, scallion pancakes, and we would have the deli deliver a six-pack of Bud Lite. We'd eat sitting on the floor, or if it was warm enough we'd hit the fire escape. It's how I knew I was home.

*I used to be a Camp Counselor, and I still have dreams about meals in the mess hall. Imagine, if you will, 270 campers, plus 80 counselors, in one room, trying to feed ourselves amidst a cacophony of chants, songs, and challenges. I remember shoveling congealed mac & cheese into my mouth and washing it down with purple Kool-Aid as the entire camp sang, "Willow, Willow, get off your pants! You and Tex, show us a dance!" Did I show them a dance? You bet your sweet ass I did.

I think that in a few years, when I look back on Right Now, 2005 (living in Portland, anticipating grad school, participating in a reality blog show), I will imagine myself having dinner at Will and Lisa's house. They have 3 year old twin boys, HeBorg and Squeezy-Lou. (That's what we call them, anyway.) I eat dinner over there at least once a week, and it is always delightful. For your viewing pleasure, I documented tonight's meal:

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First the boys made pretend dinner.

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Then Will made actual dinner.

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We had salad...

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lots of salad...

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Then we ate burritos.

Wow. Wish you could have been there? Click HERE to feel completely in the moment. These fine lads are truly my intellectual peers.

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Comments:

Touching, personal, beautiful...makes me wish I knew you. Maybe I sort of do a little, vicariously anyway. Good luck!

Posted by: jaime at May 3, 2005 9:27 PM

"Did I show them a dance? You bet your sweet ass I did." Willow, you danced your way to the top baby. (Next time please take note to attach video clip of dance... for your #1 fan.) Willow is pretty, yay!!!

Posted by: thea b. at May 3, 2005 9:33 PM

Jaime, how do you vicariously know me?

Posted by: willow at May 3, 2005 9:35 PM

oh! how fabulous!! i miss my students so much now!! i think there is nothing so wonderful as spending the day or evening with kids that aren't your own. ha. i spend two months substitute teaching at a montessori kindergarden in taipei, and it was the best two months of my life. all i had to do was sing songs with them, make sure they used the bathroom, teach a little phonetics, and then eat bowls of chinese food on tables one foot off the ground. ouch... i blame that for my bad knees, but it was certainly worth it. shoot... i had a video somewhere on my website i wanted to share with you... but it seems to be lost. anyhow... nice entry... i look forward to seeing many more...

cheers
james

Posted by: james at May 3, 2005 9:46 PM

Nicely done, Willow.
Your Potential Friend,
Joel

Posted by: Joel Conrad Bechtolt at May 4, 2005 1:50 AM

Oh, that video is GREAT! Aw, I love your memories.

Posted by: Liz at May 4, 2005 6:41 AM

Willow,

check out the link here.

Posted by: jaime at May 4, 2005 9:18 AM

Oh! Jaime! Of course! It's nice to finally meet you.

Posted by: willow at May 4, 2005 9:40 AM

Good job Willow. You totally rocked this one! Just the right length, very personal but interesting to everyone. Excellent :-)

Posted by: Kelly at May 4, 2005 11:22 AM

i like it!

Posted by: james at May 4, 2005 5:02 PM

Very nice blog. Passed this one over for a while since your intro sort of underwhelmed me, but I love anyone who'll exploit cute little kids in a contest.

Glad you weren't voted off, at least not immediately.

Posted by: Don at May 5, 2005 5:46 AM