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1/31/03 Day XLI of the

1/31/03

Day XLI of the Impenetrable Labyrinth of Other Peoples' Families Road Trip

Houston, TX

Just to let all of you out there blogland know our schedule (since I'm sure our trip has seemed random to many of you) wait a minute, I just thought – do any of you care?

Let me start over. We're in Houston until Sunday, then we're off to Dallas to rescue Tessa's childhood furniture (and a WHITE PIANO, yikes) from the Blakey estate. Then we're going to dip down into New Orleans, stay at a cheap bed and breakfast and write for two days. Then up to Salem's in Jasper, GA, then over to Chapel Hill where I am going to school a young man named Chip Chapman in basketball. Then up to Charlottesville to see Shannon Worrell and hopefully go skiing at the shitty bunny slopes of Wintergreen then home to Deare Olde New Englande. Make sense?

Until then, I'd like to fuck with my posse in Manhattan, Queens and Brooklyn: it was 75 and SUNNY here today, yo! We even went for a walk on the bayou with Tessa's sister Michelle just 'cuz:

Michelle Blake, Tessa and moi

We had a bunch of appointments today that I won't bore you with, but we did get to spend time with Tom Brooke Blake, Tessa's brother. I've actually had a really good time with Tom this trip, and it's fun to see Tessa's once-splintered family together now. In his office (which was Blakey's fortress back in the day) we also met with the two secretaries, without whom the entire state of Texas might fall into the Gulf of Mexico.

Future Wife, Two Secretaries and Me Taking the Picture

We saw The Hours tonight, leading to a debate on lesbianism, life entrapment, and why anyone bothers to be an artist which I'd share with you if I wasn't so sick of sitting in this parking lot.