There is nothing like the feeling of having Arsenal tickets in hand. It is the feeling of adventure, possibility. Also, the opposite feeling–coming home, groundedness. Last month, when the Arsenal v. Olympiacos Champions League tickets in my hand were going to be consumed by my husband and a friend and not by me, there were new feelings: loss, envy, coveting. A feeling of what-if-I-take-these-tickets-right-now-and-hop-on-a-plane?Read More »
Category: Logistics
So….you’re sticking it to yourself
Amongst the hipsters
Nervous as I was to fly, I forgot about the anesthetizing experience of going through Security at the airport. When I’m in the Security line, I understand the truth. I am not a human with human value. Rather, I’m a cow. Sorry, cows, but you just don’t have the same value. I know it for sure when I’m being a cow, at the airport.Read More »
Here we go
I’ve had an absolutely horrendous day, but inside my backpack, printed out this morning is the equivalent of Charlie’s golden ticket to Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory. All day, while every possible work disaster befell me I was able to rest my foot on the backpack that held this most beautiful piece of paper. I printed it out in black and white first, but then I just had to do it in color.Read More »
Roller coaster learning curve
The draft went well! The key goals were to try for no more than a game each month, except for where Arsenal might have multiple games in a short period, and to try for a few games against Read More »
Draft day
It’s finally here!Read More »
Money has changed hands
In my life, I’ve done three notably impulsive things.Read More »
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