Images of Sara’s globes
Jeff Becker excerpt
Mini-potato segment?
When I was 17, I wanted to be long and lean
I wasn’t fat
I wasn’t skinny
Maybe somewhere in between
I stepped on the scale twice a day
Holding my breath to see what it would say
If I went up, I’d quickly review what I ate the day before
If I lost, I’d wonder, “How am I gonna lose more?”
If I stayed the same in my little game
I figured rice cakes would even up the score
Weigh everyday twice a day everyday, then comes spring break
My family was taking a trip to New York
I didn’t want to leave my scale lonely on the bathroom floor
So I made up my mind one night
Put the scale in my bag and headed off for the flight
My dad said, “What the hell you got in there, the kitchen sink?”
No
But my scale went to New York
My scale sent to New York
Yours just sits on the bathroom floor, but my scale went to New York
My scale went to New York and sat on Leona Helmsley’s hotel floor
What scale could ever ask for more than to go to New York
