Workbook: May, 2006
- May 31, 2006: Houseguests.
- May 30, 2006: Takes a cup from the drainer.
- May 29, 2006: His purpose is to be entertained.
- May 28, 2006: What would happen to the world...
- May 27, 2006: "I haven't actually read the material."
- May 26, 2006: As a child what impressed me most about The Country was that it was dark.
- May 25, 2006: Projection of petty motives, ignorant, small, and unfair.
- May 24, 2006: Painted sign with graphics, side of the road.
- May 23, 2006: If you were loyal you'd tell her to get help.
- May 22, 2006: The New Yorker and ESPN exist for the same purpose: profit.
- May 21, 2006: Couldn't manage her organizational dues.
- May 20, 2006: Rather than a distinct individual with a unique identity...
- May 19, 2006: It's so rare to see penguins at this latitude.
- May 18, 2006: New car smell.
- May 17, 2006: "Wait 'til the body bags come home..."
- May 16, 2006: She made me feel that I was unimportant.
- May 15, 2006: Once when I was a little girl I had to pee so bad...
- May 14, 2006: Walk the sidewalk, sing quietly to yourself...
- May 13, 2006: The joy of women's voices.
- May 12, 2006: He wanted me to be his tape recorder.
- May 11, 2006: Excitement.
- May 10, 2006: Sunlight through billowing window curtains.
- May 9, 2006: On a city map I traced in black felt pen the outline of every street we rode.
- May 8, 2006: Her voice in my head.
- May 7, 2006: These people are dishonest.
- May 6, 2006: "I will never let you down."
- May 5, 2006: "They put him to sleep... and he never woke up."
- May 4, 2006: Trembling: the confession.
- May 3, 2006: "I can't believe we spent all those nights in that stupid little twin bed."
- May 2, 2006: We sat in the trees to watch the explosions.
- May 1, 2006: Children running.