I could invent a teakettle that reads in Dad’s voice, so I could fall asleep, or maybe a set of kettles that sings the chorus of “Yellow Submarine,” which is a song by the Beatles, who I love, because
entomology is one of my raisons d'etre, which is a French expression that I know.
I told him, “I’m a
pacifist,” and since most people my age don’t know what that means, I turned around and told the others, “I don’t think it’s right to destroy people’s privates."
Even though I’m not anymore, I used to be an
atheist, which means I didn’t believe in things that couldn’t be observed.
I remember thinking that even if I were suffering
hypothermia, I would never, ever put on those mittens.
“Now that I’m thinking about it,” I told Gerald, “they could make an incredibly long limousine that had its back seat at your mom’s VJ and its front seat at your
mausoleum, and it would be as long as your life.”
A great game that Dad and I would sometimes play on Sundays was
I even made kite-fliers reel in their kites so I could examine them, although I knew it was
He read to the hundreds of gathered press from a
makeshift media center off the back of the family home
“He was always very
I had the
revelation that I could connect the dots to make “cyborg,” and “platypus,” and “boobs,” and even “Oskar,” if you were extremely Chinese.
Can I please be your
“My question was
“And” was the next word I lost, probably because it was so close to her name, what a simple word to say, what a
profound word to lose, I had to say “ampersand,” which sounded ridiculous, but there it is, “I’d like a coffee ampersand something sweet,” nobody would choose to be like that.
Or ever, if I’m being
We used to Greco-Roman wrestle on the floor in there, and tell hilarious jokes, and once we hung a
pendulum from the ceiling and put a circle of dominoes on the floor to prove that the earth rotated.
I asked her, “Are you an
optimist or a pessimist?”
I asked her, “Are you an optimist or a
"It’s just one of those
psychological things, I guess.”
That night when I decided that finding the lock was my ultimate
raison d'etre—the raison that was the master over all other raisons—I really needed to hear him.
“You were using your