What Did You Create Today?
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What Did You Create Today?

Everywhere I turn in this cozy room, I encounter a new artist.   Pamela Anderson, The Pfister’s new Artist-in-Residence, is on the west coast during this event, and her fellow artist, Melissa Dorn Richards, has taken up temporary residence in the studio, carving the thick white paint on her square canvases to re-imagine industrial mop […]

The Only Problem Is That the Water Cooler Might Be Used to Wash a Brush or Two
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The Only Problem Is That the Water Cooler Might Be Used to Wash a Brush or Two

How many times have you looked at a piece of art hanging on the wall and said, “My kid can do that?” And how many times have you taken brush in hand to find out that kids are cute, but making art isn’t for the feint of heart. It’s with this sense of awe for […]

Toodle-loo.
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Toodle-loo.

My term as Pfister Narrator is about to expire.  A bell is sounding.  A cane is coming to pull my waist off the stage.  A gong is sounding.  Ladies are booing, children are throwing popcorn at me, but I do not want to leave my flaming hula hoop. I still wanted to tell you the story about […]

The Hard Part About Living In Costa Rica
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The Hard Part About Living In Costa Rica

I meet her in the elevator and she says she recently moved to Costa Rica. I ask the Costa Rican ex-patriot for a story and she tells me that she is not a very interesting, site story-rich person. I whine, “Come on, you live in Costa Rica! Haven’t you seen some crazy wildlife down there?” […]

A Psychometric Questionairre
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A Psychometric Questionairre

Yeah, humans are social creatures you know, we see faces inside clouds, fungus and tea stains. Children conduct full-length conversations with “pet” rocks and plush dinosaurs, then as adults, they still try to assign meaning to their frighteningly mysterious days through science, philosophy, religion, art, astrology or psychology. Pfister barista Desiree longs to crack the […]

A Mom Letter and a Dad Letter
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A Mom Letter and a Dad Letter

I was taking a picture of the roses in the lobby when Val, the bartender summoned me over to see something. I took a stool at the bar and waited for a moment as Val rustled around in her bag, elbow deep.  At last she exclaimed “Ah!” and pulled out an envelope to show me. It was sent […]

This is Howard.  I just met him in the kitchen.
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This is Howard. I just met him in the kitchen.

Anja: How long have you worked in room service?   Howard: Nine months.   Anja: What does that all entail?   Howard: Well… amenities, hospital doing orders, and uh, being very uh… kind and gentle with guests hospitality wise. You make them feel wanted, and if they want anything, you do it with care and […]

What I’m Whytching in the Pfister
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What I’m Whytching in the Pfister

Concierge Peter suggests we all need to practice “whytching,” watching our surroundings while wondering why, or how is it like that? To behave like the elated toddler who discovers everything is dimensional: it can be crawled over, pulled, pushed bitten and unraveled to reveal what is at the end, and why it was rolled up […]

“could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?”
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“could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?”

  Katherine has been coming here for years she was married for three decades to a man who came to the Pfister to just to jog. He died ten years ago so, viagra recently she asked the divine, “could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?” After she asked she didn’t expect a […]