A Series of Things: Komodo Dragon August 13, 2013
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Years ago, we met on a sidewalk in Portland. She was with many of her own kind. She fit in the back of my Subaru.
On the way home, we got caught in a blizzard. I had to stop at a friend’s in New Hampshire. She survived the night.
She lives in Martini Lounge, guarding hula hoops and a baby. I did not know she was a she until the baby showed up. To be honest, I’m only assuming she’s a she and that the baby is hers. (Komodos are, after all, egg layers.)
She wears a piece of twine on her front left wrist. She refuses to explain this.
Not everyone likes her. This puzzles me.
I don’t know if she likes the lava lamp or not, but so far, it’s remained on its mantel perch.
Route 153 
You should submit this to the Washington Post magazine. They have a new series called Mine! This is better than anything I have read there to date.
“Tell us about what you treasure and why: E-mail 250 words or fewer to wpmagazine@washpost.com. Please use “MINE” in the subject line, and include age, city and job”
Looks like an interesting series! (Thanks for the compliment!)
I have a thing for komodo dragons; one of my former dreams was to go to Komodo to see them (except when I was in the neighbourhood, I think they used to use live goat bait to lure them for tourists, which horrified me; I don’t think they do that anymore). So tell her (does she/possibly he have a name?) I like her and would love to treat her to a martini one day and get her drunk and find out why she wears that twine on her left wrist.
Perhaps s/he would tell you her/his name if you get her/him drunk enough! So far, I don’t know it. (Live goat bait? Yikes!)