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My mom &amp; I have the exact same shaped legs.
(I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krgutoiOGH1qz7e7fo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;geometry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My mom &amp; I have the exact same shaped legs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(I can’t believe I can’t figure out how to reblog &lt;a href="http://westwhim.com/post/212156866/geometry" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;myself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to a sub-tumblr, but I can’t.)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/212172362</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/212172362</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 14:25:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1967</category></item><item><title>grandma &amp; her see-thru shirt, 1974
At our house in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kpexjw8Z4J1qzbdglo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;grandma &amp; her see-thru shirt, 1974&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At our house in Sugarland, Texas on the occasion of her 60th birthday — about two months before the family packed up &amp; moved to Singapore for half a year. Sexy beast, my grandma.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/179032683</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/179032683</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 15:43:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1974</category><category>sugarland</category></item><item><title>GPOYW (murderer edition), 1973
Knife in hand, mutilated fish...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kpcsec0iuG1qzbdglo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;GPOYW (murderer edition), 1973&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Knife in hand, mutilated fish corpse lying aside my knee — it was me, I did it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/178075357</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/178075357</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 12:18:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1973</category><category>skiff lake</category><category>vacation</category></item><item><title>bonno &amp; dave, c. late 80s
Speaking of comedy groups of yore...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp58f3BYtb1qzbdglo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;bonno &amp; dave, c. late 80s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Speaking of comedy groups of yore — here’s a comedy team from the 80s — &lt;i&gt;Bonno &amp; Dave&lt;/i&gt; — relaxing after a show. I was Dave. &lt;i&gt;Bonno &amp; Davis&lt;/i&gt; just didn’t have the right ring to it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/174723183</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/174723183</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 10:01:51 -0500</pubDate><category>comedy</category><category>austin</category><category>80s</category></item><item><title>epic letter to grandma, p. 4
It’s cruel, I know, to leave...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kow89sjY8C1qzbdglo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;epic letter to grandma, p. 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s cruel, I know, to leave you with such an extraordinarily exciting cliffhanger — &lt;i&gt;“The Dinah Bore Show, you say? Do tell us about it. I’ll bet you had some fantastic guests.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(previously: &lt;a href="http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/100092291/epic-letter-to-grandma" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p. 1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/105801234/happy-mothers-day" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p. 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/152527734/epic-letter-to-grandma" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p. 3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/170596165</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/170596165</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 13:20:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1972</category><category>notes</category></item><item><title>view from the bed, 1970(my first camera, p. 2)
It’s still...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_koqxeqi0bj1qzbdglo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;view from the bed, 1970&lt;br/&gt;(my first camera, p. 2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s still my birthday — see the wrapping paper &amp; camera box in the foreground? Dad took this shot. I remember those pajamas; they were pale yellow &amp; soft as silk — more than likely a light polyester blend.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/168434441</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/168434441</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 16:37:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1970</category><category>corpus christi</category><category>birthday</category></item><item><title>my first camera, my first photo, 1970
I got a camera for my 10th...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://6.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kopff2IrwP1qzbdglo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;my first camera, my first photo, 1970&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got a camera for my 10th birthday, a &lt;a href="http://wormc.com/images-blog/kodak-instamatic-104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kodak Instamatic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I had just unwrapped my present — you can see the package of flash bulbs on the bed. I think it’s rather good, actually. ;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/167789865</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/167789865</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 21:12:21 -0500</pubDate><category>1970</category><category>kodak instamatic</category><category>vintage photo</category></item><item><title>Clayton, c. 1965
Dear Brother Who Doesn’t Speak To Anyone...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHqyng1h4O4kxfiiYo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clayton, c. 1965&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dear Brother Who Doesn’t Speak To Anyone In His Family Any More:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We missed you this weekend.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/159744107</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/159744107</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 06:12:50 -0500</pubDate><category>1965</category></item><item><title>Velveeta Room, c. 1990
My favorite picture of me &amp; Russ, at...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHqv3c79cT2Cv4Lgho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Velveeta Room, c. 1990&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My favorite picture of me &amp; Russ, at least of us as “grown-ups.” I never thought we looked paricularly young here until I put it next to a photograph of us from earlier today:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bonnenouvelle.blog.lemonde.fr/files/2009/01/old-couple-743330.1233260297.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff142/marjoreem/blog/old-couple-7433301233260297.jpg" border="1" height="257" width="400"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Time, it do pass, don’t it?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/158203917</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/158203917</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 18:26:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Russ, c. late 60s
In honor of your visit. Welcome to...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHqtskx2wYna59XwIo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Russ, c. late 60s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In honor of your visit. Welcome to Austin!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Nice haircut.)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/157558644</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/157558644</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 20:38:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1960s</category></item><item><title>epic letter to grandma, p. 3
The saga continues.
(p. 1 &amp; p....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://1.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHqjma35hrwwODH4Qo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;epic letter to grandma, p. 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The saga continues.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/100092291/epic-letter-to-grandma" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p. 1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/105801234/happy-mothers-day" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p. 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, if you are so inclined)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/152527734</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/152527734</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 17:43:40 -0500</pubDate><category>1972</category><category>notes</category></item><item><title>in curlers, in Corpus, c. 1971
GPOYW (terrycloth poncho edition)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHqi5kstwzkRw1ox1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;in curlers, in Corpus, c. 1971&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;GPOYW (terrycloth poncho edition)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/151840747</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/151840747</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 17:11:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1971</category><category>Corpus Christi</category><category>curlers</category></item><item><title>general sherman, c. 1967
My Mom’s dress is HOT.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHqgrzwvb5rlufGcbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;general sherman, c. 1967&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My Mom’s dress is HOT.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/151166662</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/151166662</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 18:30:00 -0500</pubDate><category>redwood forest</category><category>1967</category></item><item><title>Easter, 1965
My dad sent over some scans yesterday that are so...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHqdqqqytPl7Prm2wo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Easter, 1965&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My dad sent over some scans yesterday that are so amazing I can’t even believe they’re real. (The colors!) My mom made my dress. I’ll bet those sleeves gave her fits.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/149633314</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/149633314</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 15:01:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1965</category><category>houston</category><category>Easter</category></item><item><title>Russ, 70s, Tokyo
At our home in Den-en-chōfu, about to enjoy a...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://12.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHq8bgv1pMweGQzAQo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Russ, 70s, Tokyo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At our home in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Den-en-ch%C5%8Dfu" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Den-en-chōfu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, about to enjoy a delicious breakfast. My parents both worked full-time when we lived in Tokyo so we had a housekeeper (Kitsutani-san!) who took care of most of the cooking &amp; cleaning. However, &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; did most of the shopping. Things that weren’t delivered by the grocer (like these cornflakes here, &amp; other dry goods) — produce, meats, baked items — were picked up at different shops around the neighborhood.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before we moved out into the suburbs, we were right in the heart of the city, in the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roppongi" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Roppongi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; district, a few blocks away from the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okura.com/tokyo/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hotel Okura&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (where we lived for the first two months we were in Japan while we waited for our shipment — i.e., furniture — to arrive). It was a fantastic location — in a tiny compound with four or five large — by Japanese standards — 2-story homes. We were only there for a year, though — the compound was bulldozed to make way for a shopping complex &amp; we moved out of the city &amp; into the ‘burbs.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/147165277</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/147165277</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 19:55:00 -0500</pubDate><category>tokyo</category><category>70s</category></item><item><title>nice purse, redux, c. 1964
Here’s the other one for...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHq6rsumrS3Z68bvjo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;nice purse, redux, c. 1964&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/100091613/in-her-easter-finery" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here’s the other one for comparison.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I still love little purses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That face! (I know it’s mine, but it still kills me.)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/146367277</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/146367277</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 17:57:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1964</category><category>easter</category><category>Houston</category></item><item><title>grandma, christmas, 1966
My last scan got me in hot water with...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://4.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHq3z882vjdRE3cdQo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;grandma, christmas, 1966&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My last scan got me in hot water with someone very dear to me. Well, not the scan, it was the accompanying text. (In my defense, there is an enormous difference between ‘horrific’ &amp; ‘&lt;i&gt;said&lt;/i&gt; something horrific’.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love you!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/144985453</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/144985453</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 19:01:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1966</category><category>christmas</category><category>Houston</category></item><item><title>Family Vacation, Punta Baluarte, Philippines — Spring...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://1.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHproq2dfskSM73Plo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family Vacation, Punta Baluarte, Philippines — Spring ‘78&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’ve mentioned before that in most of our family photos someone was always mad about something — it’s my turn here. My mom’s smiling. She probably just said something horrific to me. My mom &amp; I, we had a somewhat contentious relationship for the first 45 years or so. It’s much better now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/139569775</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/139569775</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 04:49:00 -0500</pubDate><category>1978</category><category>philippines</category><category>vacation</category></item><item><title>Early 80s, Clayton, Pre-Prom, American School in London
(or What...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHpp7zxbiN3MK02sOo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Early 80s, Clayton, Pre-Prom, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;American School in London&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Does This Button Do in PhotoShop?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That’s Clayton on the left. As far as fashion goes, everyone is so on the mark it’s almost as if they’re in costume. How adorable is my brother’s date? — look at her long red nails — I remember when I used to have those.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That’s a hand-woven Picasso rug that my mom bought in Hong Kong back in the 70s hanging above them on the wall. Once so special it was treated as “art,” it now lies on the floor in my living room &amp; has been thrown up on more times than my mom probably ever dreamed possible.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/138486847</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/138486847</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 12:04:00 -0500</pubDate><category>80s</category><category>london</category><category>prom</category></item><item><title>yes, you CAN have a pony, c. late 60s, early 70s
I loved my...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/B1VqAV0uHpi23v4t9ywkvMJMo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes, you CAN have a pony, c. late 60s, early 70s&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I loved my stuffed pony.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m having a hard time imagining my mom picking out that lamp. I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; be misremembering this, but I’m &lt;i&gt;pretty&lt;/i&gt; sure a mock-up of the Declaration of Independence was printed just below the eagle there. (If it wasn’t, it should have been.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Happy 4th!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/135379426</link><guid>http://ascanaday.tumblr.com/post/135379426</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 10:51:00 -0500</pubDate><category>60s</category><category>70s</category><category>pony</category><category>Texas</category></item></channel></rss>
