Or maybe it was a list written FOR someone else, by a very very controlling vegan?
I can kind of envision the whole scenario: guy gets involved with a new girl, who seems very cool and very down-to-earth. Guy moves in with girl. Girl asks him to change his diet for her, he’s cool with that at first, the next thing he knows, she’s got him doing all her marketing. And he can’t just go to the Kroger, no, Kroger’s an evil corporate chain, so she asks him to go to the funky co-op that is off this weird little alley in the artist’s district. But, one day, he decides he doesn’t feel like walking 18 blocks out of his way – both ways – to go to the preferred co-op, so he goes to a little mercado instead that’s near to where he works. But the black beans and spinach they sell don’t claim to be “organic,” so when he brings them home, his girlfriend just sighs heavily and rolls her eyes (she thinks he doesn’t see her). And next time, she writes a TOTALLY DETAILED LIST because she is coming to believe that no man can get anything “right” unless you tell them EXACTLY what you want.
And so, he looks at the crumpled list she shoved in his hand as he went out the door. Organic everything, except the flax cereal…and what the hell is flax cereal anyway? So he leaves the list on a table at his favorite coffee house and goes off to the easy-to-get-to mercado instead of seeking out the co-op (which, now that he thinks of it, isn’t in a very good neighborhood, and why should he risk getting mugged over some damned organic rosemary?). And he can honestly claim to have “lost the list.”
Yeah, I smell trouble ahead for this couple. The ORGANIC kind of trouble…
Tracey – do you ever read Dr. Frank? He’s on my blog-roll – he just published a book so he hasn’t been blogging as regularly – but he does this whole series of “found” things – notes he finds, crumpled To Do lists off the sidewalk … Fragments. Go check them out if you feel like it – some of them are actually quite moving. They tell a whole story … even if you have to make up most of the details.
This is the prettiest, girliest site I have ever seen, and I covet it. I’m breaking all kinds of commandments, here. It’s just…GORGEOUS. You did a great job, Trace.
sarah — yeah, it’s organic Ezekiel. (I imagine he is fairly organic by now.) But actually, I think it’s this gross sawdust bread they sell at Trader Joe’s across the street.
I know I’m late for the comments but I’m still wiping tears from my eyes at the “Garden Burger” quip.
“Organic Ezekiel” sounds like the perfect boyfriend for Ricki’s “very very controlling vegan” so that other poor guy who stopped at the Beanhouse to forget his troubles can be off the hook.
You’d think with all the fiber and good-for-women oils from the flax cereal the v. v. controlling vegan wouldn’t be so PMS-y. Then again, looks as if she’s run out of it, I suppose.
(Tracey, whatever you did to the text box for commenting is a lot better now! Uh, I mean for those of us who haven’t gotten on board with Firefox yet.)
Oh how fun! The conversation here just off of one bit of paper that was left behind. I’m going to start keeping my eyes peeled for those “left behind.”
By the way, it kind of looks like guy writing to me. Maybe he was writing down the list while Organic Girl was reciting it and watching over his shoulder making sure that it was all correct.
That is so unbelievably funny and great.
Like … why keep writing out the whole word “organic” if you just know that you will be buying organic????
So funny – I wonder if this is person is in the process of trying to go organic … and so needs to keep reminding him or herself of it.
Or maybe it was a list written FOR someone else, by a very very controlling vegan?
I can kind of envision the whole scenario: guy gets involved with a new girl, who seems very cool and very down-to-earth. Guy moves in with girl. Girl asks him to change his diet for her, he’s cool with that at first, the next thing he knows, she’s got him doing all her marketing. And he can’t just go to the Kroger, no, Kroger’s an evil corporate chain, so she asks him to go to the funky co-op that is off this weird little alley in the artist’s district. But, one day, he decides he doesn’t feel like walking 18 blocks out of his way – both ways – to go to the preferred co-op, so he goes to a little mercado instead that’s near to where he works. But the black beans and spinach they sell don’t claim to be “organic,” so when he brings them home, his girlfriend just sighs heavily and rolls her eyes (she thinks he doesn’t see her). And next time, she writes a TOTALLY DETAILED LIST because she is coming to believe that no man can get anything “right” unless you tell them EXACTLY what you want.
And so, he looks at the crumpled list she shoved in his hand as he went out the door. Organic everything, except the flax cereal…and what the hell is flax cereal anyway? So he leaves the list on a table at his favorite coffee house and goes off to the easy-to-get-to mercado instead of seeking out the co-op (which, now that he thinks of it, isn’t in a very good neighborhood, and why should he risk getting mugged over some damned organic rosemary?). And he can honestly claim to have “lost the list.”
Yeah, I smell trouble ahead for this couple. The ORGANIC kind of trouble…
I leave my shopping list in the grocery store on purpose sometimes. Nice to know someone else thinks it’s as interesting as I do. 😉
And ricki: brilliant.
Ricki-inspired!
Nothing worse than a controlling vegan.
Tracey – do you ever read Dr. Frank? He’s on my blog-roll – he just published a book so he hasn’t been blogging as regularly – but he does this whole series of “found” things – notes he finds, crumpled To Do lists off the sidewalk … Fragments. Go check them out if you feel like it – some of them are actually quite moving. They tell a whole story … even if you have to make up most of the details.
Here’s an example.
http://www.doktorfrank.com/archives/2006/09/intimate_questi.html
ricki — Hahaha! The shopping list as an act of hostility! I’m dying!
WG — Yes, I love to pick up people’s discarded, ah, ephemera.
red — No, I haven’t! Sounds right up my alley.
This is the prettiest, girliest site I have ever seen, and I covet it. I’m breaking all kinds of commandments, here. It’s just…GORGEOUS. You did a great job, Trace.
what’s that next to last one? organic Ezekiel? umm… isn’t he dead?
A — Hahaha! Thanks — and thanks to phin!
sarah — yeah, it’s organic Ezekiel. (I imagine he is fairly organic by now.) But actually, I think it’s this gross sawdust bread they sell at Trader Joe’s across the street.
I know I’m late for the comments but I’m still wiping tears from my eyes at the “Garden Burger” quip.
“Organic Ezekiel” sounds like the perfect boyfriend for Ricki’s “very very controlling vegan” so that other poor guy who stopped at the Beanhouse to forget his troubles can be off the hook.
You’d think with all the fiber and good-for-women oils from the flax cereal the v. v. controlling vegan wouldn’t be so PMS-y. Then again, looks as if she’s run out of it, I suppose.
(Tracey, whatever you did to the text box for commenting is a lot better now! Uh, I mean for those of us who haven’t gotten on board with Firefox yet.)
Kate — Hahaha! Oh, and the comment box — YAY!! Phin worked on it for me.
Oh how fun! The conversation here just off of one bit of paper that was left behind. I’m going to start keeping my eyes peeled for those “left behind.”
By the way, it kind of looks like guy writing to me. Maybe he was writing down the list while Organic Girl was reciting it and watching over his shoulder making sure that it was all correct.