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  1. CVS Versus Walgreens

    Just thought I'd make a note to myself or whosoever shall bore themselves reading this-poor soul --about CVS' and Walgreens' fragrance selections. Let me get one thing straight right now: virtually all of the frags in stock at said drugstores are much much cheaper on ebay.

    I hadn't perused the perfume cabinets of any drug store since I've become seriously scent smitten. Years ago, I would skim through a few rows of frags and lose interest, not willing or able to buy anything ...
  2. A Redneck By Any Other Name

    If maintaining redneck status were as simple as listening to country stations, I suppose we would all be rednecks. And though, in a sense, we are - considering that we all have our privately provincial moments in whatever cultures we happen to belong to - there are degrees. It's one thing to spend time in the French countryside. It's another thing to live there, walk home dead drunk, and sleep it off while the dog barks and the wife yells. There are - clearly - cultural invariants which I still ...
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  3. Parkinson's and Fibromyalgia - Disease and Fragrance

    by , 12th July 2009 at 05:32 PM (The Fox Hunt - Diary of a Beginner)
    My mother is being consumed by Parkinson's. I take on her fragility. I wear it like a dress, each morning, while I wait for the fragrance of expensive coffee and and old pajamas to weave another day into the calendar of this collapsing summer. Fragile. Although she calls me hard. A hard woman.

    My mother has lost her sense of smell. My father, too. So now the house gathers the scents of overripe tomatoes and loose corn chips and forgotten newspapers which never seem to find ...
  4. On Saturday

    by , 11th July 2009 at 07:50 PM (The Fox Hunt - Diary of a Beginner)
    Why is there always rabid sunshine when my heart in breaking? We are prickled with brightness and left with nowhere to hide. And the afternoon flames through the house bringing the fragrance of the salt marsh and carrots from the garden.

    The daydreams are liquid and pale in their corners, and I am folding clothes from so long ago that they still hold their stories of from around the globe. I hear the vacuum and the shuffling of my father whose body curls around the the silver ...
  5. The Fox Hunt - Diary of a Beginner - Prelude

    by , 10th July 2009 at 08:49 PM (The Fox Hunt - Diary of a Beginner)
    It's astonishing. I've spent 50 years focused on how things sound and forfeiting the intoxication of how things smell.

    Not that I haven't noticed fragrance. No memory is complete without a fragrance. Time has depth and weight, and with that comes texture, color and fragrance.

    My childhood smells like the ocean, my mother's Coppertone tanning lotion slathered in every pore of all bodies within range. It smells like rain and bullfrogs and cheap art supplies and ...

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