She So Funny

A cockroach was crawling on my papers on my computer desk.  I’ll spare all an illustration.  It seemed to be the only one, but I knew I had to make the surface less roach-friendly.  There’s no food or water on the desk, but there was way too much paper (paid bills, notes, cards, scratch-off tickets, ATM receipts, starts of poems, comedy notes, phone numbers, junk mail, etc., etc.).  So I proceeded to go through a lot of it.  I even found a dollar.  I filled two bags of torn up clutter and brought them out to the garbage.  As much as I resented the cockroach, it caused me to clean up some.  Then today, I saw the roach again.  My ex-husband used to kill the bugs.  We had agreed that was one of the things men do.

Living with a man seems a heavy price to get rid of cockroaches.  I got a 

tissue and called up my courage.  Got it, and threw it in the garbage.  If it comes crawling out, I’ll know I didn’t do the man thing well enough.  I should have brought it to the toilet bowl but couldn’t stand holding the tissue that many seconds.

I wish I could say that my computer desk is all clear now.  It isn’t.  It’s improved though.

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I had a mini-vacation at a friend’s house in New Jersey.  Half of the time 

included a 3^rd friend.  Time in the pool, beside the pool, playing Scrabble, watching birds and chipmunks, doing creative writing exercises, and at a poetry reading where we participated in the open mic portion of the evening.  We also laughed ourselves out of breath when we played Mad Libs.  We 3 know each other from a Manhattan poetry workshop.  Here we are goofing around:

Mindy, Patrick, Barbara

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Things at my job are changing.  Some of it is definitely not for the 

better.  My future there feels like a question mark.  Only in hindsight do we know if something was a misfortune or a disguised blessing.  I’m not at hindsight yet. 

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I am super proud and a dash hopeful when someone with life, energy, 

youth, humanity, intelligence, and integrity from my Bronx gets elected.  Additionally, she is beautiful, which is what happens when all of those qualities shines through one’s eyes, skin, and smile.  Go, girl, go!!!  

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Mark your calendars for 8/31 at 7pm if you want to catch my hilarity on 

stage at Broadway Comedy Club in Aaron Smith’s F.U.C. show.  More details as they become available.

Mindy Matijasevic

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On New Year’s Day, I saw a cockroach on my bathroom sink.  I couldn’t squish it. It wasn’t where I could just run the water and send it on its way.  I didn’t want it roaming around my mess, and I certainly didn’t want it populating in my apartment.  So I grabbed a glass candle holder nearby and placed it on top of the roach to trap it.  There was an air bubble, so it didn’t get squished.  I didn’t deal with it at all but remembered not to move the candle.     

Days later, my best friend visited.  I asked him to deal with the cockroach for me.  He said it moved when he lifted the glass.  He took it with toilet paper and flushed it down the toilet.  Later when I was cleaning the sink, I saw traces of roach poop where the roach had been trapped.  Its last few days were spent trapped and shitting.  At the promise of freedom, it was killed and flushed.

I felt badly about that.  Killing it when I first saw it would have been the more decent thing to do.

Yes, I felt badly about that.  Some days are like that for me.

 

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