I Spy

First date

March 1, 2002

first date couple, stringing people and places and things to sketch out who they are. smiling big and laughing loud. leaning in, “do you want potato salad?” “i ate a tv dinner.” “do you cook?” they try so hard to understand or act like they do but none of it will make sense until much, […]


Wobby legs

February 20, 2002

her legs, encased in a black cotton-spandex blend, were like two twigs, and i thought they might bend the wrong way and break, causing the rest of her body parts to fall onto the pavement. –somewhere around the silver lake, los angeles


She doesn’t know me

February 16, 2002

a lady with silver-white hair growled at the family and then wheeled her cart around the corner. she’d said something about the young boy being Trouble; he was riding on the bottom rack of the shopping cart. “why did she say that, mommy?” the boy asked, puzzled. “oh, she is just a lady who feels […]


I’ve got an army with me

February 4, 2002

the homeless lady who appeared from behind a parking meter snarled at me: “call up your husband and tell him you’ve got an army with you. they can’t take the japanese girl away.” –sunset strip, hollywood, calif.


Ice cream in winter

February 2, 2002

A man in a pale green coat and rainbow fruit-striped gum ski cap walked into the café and said: “So where can I find ice cream around here?” It was 40 degrees out. He was with a young boy wearing a fuzzy sky blue cap with ear flaps. When the man behind the counter could […]


Static cling

January 31, 2002

she was splashing water on her pant legs and i looked at her with what-are-you-doing eyes. “i have such a static problem right now,” she said. “every time i shave my legs i get static the next day.” –women’s restroom, my office


Mrs. Frump

January 25, 2002

we see mrs. frump every monday, wednesday and friday, and she never smiles or says hello. she just walks briskly, bundled up in her shin-length, baggy green sweater and burgundy sweatpants. today, as i was driving off, i took a good, hard look at her. her shoe laces are orange. –once around the reservoir, 7 […]


The best thing

January 12, 2002

she said in elation, “this is the best thing i’ve heard all day.” of course, it was only 9am. –the blue awning café


Same ol’

January 10, 2002

when asked how he was doing, the man wearing a skull cap said, “you know, same shit, different girlfriend.” his friend laughed. “how ’bout you?” “same girlfriend.” “different shit?” “yeah.” –deli, whole foods market, the valley



December 12, 2001

she had a voice like an aggressive, british miss piggy. it shook the table. she towered over the restaurant on her way out, nearly tripping over her black boots. –lunchtime at a ramen house


  • I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>

  • I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
    I look on the bright side.
    I take photos. Lots of photos.
    I wish on stars and on websites.

  • I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
    I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
    I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
    I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.

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