Workbook: August, 2004
- August 31, 2004: "And now we pause for a very important public service announcement..."
- August 30, 2004: There were a small number of songs which helped in that time.
- August 29, 2004: Apart from transference she doesn't know how to consume a work...
- August 28, 2004: "Charlie, it might sound corny, but the view is really out of this world."
- August 27, 2004: Unwanted houseguest.
- August 26, 2004: "Go wee wee wee!"
- August 25, 2004: Would the struggle be any less difficult...
- August 24, 2004: Looking backward from a very young age.
- August 23, 2004: He loved Billy Jack.
- August 22, 2004: We organized the neighborhood kids to slide down mega-steep Presidio Hill on flattened cardboard boxes.
- August 21, 2004: In med school her male colleagues were unwilling to dissect their cadaver's testicles.
- August 20, 2004: The students move between classrooms inside laundry carts.
- August 19, 2004: Your father is driving you very fast toward a descending steep curve.
- August 18, 2004: Or the cross at Mt. Soledad.
- August 17, 2004: One day we took a trip to Disneyland.
- August 16, 2004: Mission Beach Plunge, early 1970s.
- August 15, 2004: The smell of suntan lotion.
- August 14, 2004: After two years the ridiculous flags have come down from the homes on Shoreview Avenue...
- August 13, 2004: Teenie dudes in high spirits.
- August 12, 2004: "Why did you move to San Francisco?"
- August 11, 2004: Old friend's voice on a cassette tape.
- August 10, 2004: My first true love saw my work as her rival.
- August 9, 2004: Comfort means lack of restraint on one's ability to make the other person uncomfortable.
- August 8, 2004: Ever met anyone with so much money in their head?
- August 7, 2004: Panic, shock, slack-jaw, wide-eye, horror.
- August 6, 2004: Panic, shock, slack-jaw, wide-eye, horror, stunned stupid.
- August 5, 2004: "I'm sorry, I didn't know," she said sincerely...
- August 4, 2004: No subtlety, no sweetness, no passion, no rhythm, no tenderness.
- August 3, 2004: How long was it...
- August 2, 2004: We locked eyes across a living room crowded with college students high on X.
- August 1, 2004: I studied her reflection in the glass.