Hawaiian Reeves

Hawaiian has just returned from five days of high humidity, higher temperatures, and no television on the Lower East Side of Manhattan.

And despite the extreme heat, obscene travel delays, and constant rainstorms while I was there, it’s fair to say that the vacation itself was useful.  If being grateful for constant clamminess and dirty streets wasn’t a sign that I really needed a break from California, I’m not sure what would be.  Of course, I think I’m being punished for leaving because it’s now even hotter here than it was in New York.  In the scarily true words of my turban-clad Indian shuttle driver this morning, “I thought I ditched this shitty weather when I left my whole family in Fresno.”

Anyway, despite feeling I’m trapped in Phoenix(but without all of the bad sideburns and concrete buildings), I’m glad to be back.  Or glad that I went.  Maybe both, even.  And without turning this blog into a shameless exploration of my own issues, (because I have a therapist for that, and she actually provides comments) I’ll simply say that I was very, very depressed before I left.  I don’t think 5 days in a sauna cured me of that, but it’s likely that I hot rock bottom at some point on Friday, at which point I shut down my computer for a full 48 hours for the first time in years.  So, after flying home this morning next to a screaming child and sorting through 400 messages of spam, here are some high- and low- lights of the trip. (more…)

Tonight, Hawaiian feels the need to rip his bed apart and make a dress out of it, except that doing so would be a waste of perfectly good italian linen sheets.  Also, he wonders if anyone else is bothered by the fact that the MIT Society of Women Engineers has an annual fun run called Beaverdash.

I know all of you are expecting a Project Runway post, and I promise to deliver one, but in the meantime, here’s a little something to chew on.  I make no claim about its authenticity, and I didn’t find it on my own, but it’s still precious.  And so I’m sharing.