Wednesday, September 16, 2009

i miss my grandfather

I don't believe in death. I know that sounds so silly, but I just don't. Its an easy way out of being Sad. Its been 5 years since my Amazing grandfather "died". I usually just never think about it ever since it happened, because if I do, of course I will just cry and get angry and that has never solved anything. I didn't even cry at the wake or funeral, because I just didn't believe it actually happened... with over 200 people from all over the country crammed into a tiny incense smelling chapel, pouring out onto the lawn, it just all seemed surreal that this was for my own grandfather.
William Charles....God rest your soul. The funniest, most original, most entertaining, smartest, classiest, most cultured man I have ever met. And wonderful chef of course, absolutely wonderful.

A Renaissance Man
William Koneazny was a chef, a radio host, a critic, a saloon keeper, a veteran of two armed forces in two wars, an author of two cookbooks and two books on the Roman Catholic Church.
He and his brother, Jack, founded the Peerless Tree Expert Company in 1945, and he was among the first to be licensed as an arborist by the state of Connecticut.
Beginning in 1947, Mr. Koneazny was a host on the radio talk show, the ''Bill Wicky Hour,'' on a station in Torrington, and he ran a tavern, the Pearly Gates Saloon in Sheffield, Mass., just over the state line. Mr. Koneazny was employed as a restaurant reviewer by two newspapers, The Lakeville Journal and The Connecticut Western Newspaper.
Mr. Koneazny, a Hartford native, graduated from Weaver High School in 1944 and saw service in the Merchant Marine in World War II and in the Army in the Korean War.
Mr. Koneazny died June 16. He was 77.

New York Times

The Extraordinary Who Lived Among Us
By DICK AHLES
Published: December 26, 2004

http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9D07E1D61030F935A15751C1A9629C8B63&sec=&spon=&pagewanted=10

Friday, September 11, 2009

Worst Sleeps Ever

I can't sleep these days. Well, sometimes I can, but it's usually only after an ambien (or 2) and an Anxious Free Day (those are totally rare). Last night I was oh-so-lucky enough to wake up @ 3am to rain pouring on my head! That's what's cool about having a window right next to the head of your bed and leaving it open during a windy rainstorm. I might as well have been camping outside on my stoop.
What was also really really neat was that all of my books on my night-stand were drenched and probably ruined. I was pretty dazed so I just shoved them all on the floor as fast as I could and then laid my weary head back down on my rain drenched pillow.
On a lighter note, this is my New Favourite Movie and I have already seen it twice in the theatre, totally plan on seeing it 3 more times if it's still playing:


It really is so great and I don't care if people think it's silly, it's NOT silly and it's NOT a Love Story. Go see it. I might start working for this movie as a promoter.

Monday, August 24, 2009

i'm cynical, i was told.

a: do you always get your way?
me: yes, but only with the things that don't matter.
i found 2 lucky pennies today!!! of course that doesn't mean anything. i must have found over a thousand lucky pennies in the past 4 years and i haven't seen one ounce of GL. come on!!!!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

as i lay thinking

here is what i have realised:
being in love with the idea of someone is very different than actually being in love with them.

here is a quote i read that really struck me:
"...and then I found that girl watching me. If her eyes had a been pistols, I wouldn't be talking now. I be dog if they didn't blaze at me."
As I Lay Dying. William Faulkner.

my mom has a look that shoots like pistols. she always had. if you were in really big trouble, she didn't even have to say a word. she just gave you "that look" and you knew it wasn't going to be a happy ending. moms have a way of doing that. i am beginning to practice mine. for who knows when.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

my bff

you go everywhere with me and i never neglect you.
we have become so close over the past year.
i am thinking of going to the dr and just having him sew you into my hand.
thanks for everything. i don't know what i'd do without you.


Friday, August 7, 2009

happy birthday...

to me, of course.
i really am getting old.

(circa: 1986. happy 3rd birthday, little ashley)

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

carroll gardens.

i am really in love with my new hood, carroll gardens. it really suits me very well and it reminds me a lot of millbrook.
here is why it reminds me of millbrook:
it smells good (but, not QUITE as good as millbrook).
the neighbors are all really friendly and polite to eachother and look out for one another.
it has italian origins and there are a lot of old italians that live there.
its quiet.
lots of families and precious children walking the sidewalks.
people walking their dogs up and down, up and down the sidewalk.
strangers smile at eachother and say "hi".
beautiful old buildings.
lots of nice looking, put together people (aka no crackheads).
no enstars.
very delicious restaurants.

i want to live here forever. well, almost forever, until i get my farm.