Memo from the past to the present
I went to the Milford goodwill last night. I was delighted to discover a Norwegian sweater and then, a few minutes later, a copy of the 1996 Educational Center for the Arts Literary Magazine, "THAT'S NOT PUNK ROCK" containing my youthful scribblings. Holy coincidence. Only $1!
I take a picture on my cellphone and flip it over to look at the back...someone had identified my feet and Andrea's visage in this handwriting that looks eerily familiar:
I look through it, and then flip to the front page. The book is inscribed to an unknown recipient. I felt like I pooped in public:
It is like a strange gift of a turd that at the time I thought was a golden nugget. I was excited to see it and then it revealed youthful narcissism. I was torn between purchasing it for a dollar, and ripping out the front page. And then I did neither thing. I put it back on the shelf and walked away like a person who didn't know anything about it at all.
Labels: douchery, narcissism, punk rock, youthful
posted by Beverly Writer at 5/03/2011
2 Comments:
omg! can you go back and get it if that is the issue i was in? i don't know what happened to my copy if it is... (speaking of narcissism). whoa! that is crazytown! further cementing the supposition that the milford goodwill is some kind of cosmic catch-all/bermuda-triangle-of-past-lives.
ok nevermind i realized this is the year i was at smith. jeez louise i can't get over it! especially combined with the thrift-coup of the norwegian sweater.... huge huge love!!!!!!! also, you are famous in the nhwc (and in my heart). also, when will our nhwc reunion occur? thank you for bringing this blog back from the realm of zombies.
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