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Me and Freda Katz
Autumn 1989.
Posted by: Chris Clarke
Note: A database glitch in 2008 ate a bunch of archived comments. Don't be offended if yours isn't here, or confused if the conversation seems disjointed. Thanks!
Rats—I love ‘em! My former downstairs neighbors had three of them and I used to keep finding excuses to go down and play with them. Of course, then I was enthusing to a friend about how much fun it is to have rats run all over you and her response was “Eww!” No accounting…
By: By Vasha on 2008 05 02
So THAT’S where the eighties went!
I did wonder.
Mullet-boy + rat = collapse of communism?
By: By R. Mildred on 2008 05 02
Mullet-boy + rat = rat-tail mullet.
By: By Chris Clarke on 2008 05 02
If I’m right about which house that is, it’s the least decorated I’ve seen it.
By: By Ron Sullivan on 2008 05 02
Our 11 year old fearless daughter caught a California King snake a few days ago, and it was all I could do to convince her that, no, she couldn’t keep it as a pet. I won’t show her these picks, or we’ll be shopping for a rat in no time.
By: By MBW on 2008 05 03
“Freda Katz”. Jesus, I just got that. Shoot me now.
By: By Rob G on 2008 05 03
When these were taken, Jason, I was actually living in the home of one Marcia Donahue, who is perhaps the most profound influence on my gardening style ever. Her garden gets more press than her interior decorating, which is similar in spirit, and was obviously a work in progress when these shots were taken.
By: By Chris Clarke on 2008 05 03
oh, and to clarify: the “husband Chris” mentioned in that linked article isn’t me. There were two Chrisses in the house for a while. This was less confusing than it could have been.
By: By Chris Clarke on 2008 05 03
