Tag Archives: Jake Weller

Cliché of Myself

  It is another grey morning with snow en route, we are told. The Bearded Companion and I are sick, sniffly, drinking hot Emergen-C, sneezing. I am stretched across our brightly patterned Mexican blanket and I am remembering that we … Continue reading

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A Family Affair

I am of and for these people– let these cats stand as testaments to how radical they all are. There are more, so many more than I can post all at once– may I just say once again how deeply … Continue reading

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Madre’s the Word

I write this from the same place I wrote the previous post– on the bus, somewhere on the expanse of highways stretching between New York and Baltimore. You didn’t know BECAUSE IT WAS A SURPRISE. This weekend, my Bearded Companion … Continue reading

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My Greatest Gift is You, But Then There Are All These Cats You Gave Me

It’s a day late, but here it is…..my rambling, perhaps not fully inclusive roll call of all the lovely and much-appreciated cat-related presents that came my way this Christmas. from AUNTIE L It was a misty moment indeed when Jake’s … Continue reading

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Happy Octo-versary

I should begin by stating that this blog is now just over two years old and, today, the Weller-Quinn coalition is three. We moved from a dome to a half-finished house to an icy old room to a train-side apartment … Continue reading

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The State of Things

It’s Day One of Jake Weller’s epic bike ride back to Brooklyn. Where is he? Who knows; only Jake. Jono sent along this video today, and suggested, in an email entitled “Jake’s Journey”, This is what Jake’s journey back to … Continue reading

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At Dawn,

the Bearded Companion mounts his bike, turns his back to Huntingdon, and begins his ride back to Brooklyn. I have spent six months staring at walls, staying up too late, sweating as I struggle our cat to the vet, and … Continue reading

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Taillights (written on Sunday)

The night outside is inky, dense, and the only signs of life are the lines of red lights and white lights of other drivers, and we are all going somewhere, points east and west, maybe stopping en route to rest … Continue reading

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From Huntingdon

It’s curious to make a habit of staying in a different apartment (#2) in one’s own former apartment (#6) building. The sounds are the same, just slightly different (farther from the train, closer to The Friendly), the ceilings are higher and the … Continue reading

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For Everyone

I am lucky, thankful. For the people who call you when a storm, a monsoon is raging outside your window and you are inside your apartment putting on your flimsy raincoat and packing your waterproof bike bag and tell you … Continue reading

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