Archive | January 2008
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My boss is really fun. She’s full of creative ideas and always has chocolate kicking around her office. There is unflattering speculation regarding her level of productivity. But I have few doubts. But this Karaoke machine in her office–sober karaoke is therapeutic. Possibly cathartic. The trick is, I think, turning off your self-censor and feeling […]
1. I didn’t even need to watch the show, “How to Look Good Naked,” only see the ads to know that it isn’t anything at all how I critiqued it. 2. I am a bad friend who is apparently incapable of making phone calls. 3. I still don’t want to watch “How to Look Good […]
Because it means that my life constantly exists on two planes: excellent and nose bleed. These are the excellent things: I threw my first body shop party solo this evening. I did well, with cards. I am not a script-follower generally. I got a solid, positive, promising lead on some consistent freelance work today. I […]
On the TV Guide Channel, I learn more about the ways in which I am horrified by current TV offerings than I learn about what I want to watch. My least favorite listing is Look Good Naked. Presumably, this show has a how-to format. I would also suspect that its demographic is heterosexual females aged […]
I’m making some! Recipe to come.
I was at the grocery store with Pearl, right? And anybody who knows knows that shopping with a 2-year-old should get people nominated for Peace prizes–the 2-year-old and her intense social and physical discovery, the umpteen million shoppers who believe that they would do a better job being a parent to your child than you’re […]
First, the major players: 1. A boy I know, have slept with and know I shouldn’t talk to anymore. We’ll call him Dilbert. 2. His Girlfriend. We’ll call her Angie.3. A boy I know, have not slept with, and to whom am not sure I should have stopped talking. We’ll call him Aaron. Cameos:1. My […]
I did the Cryptoquote at work today. I often play the word games in the Harrisburg Patriot and the York Daily Record. The quote was, “I hate the Pollyanna pest who says all is for the best.” Franklin P. Adams. The quotation is divine because it adequately reflects my rare mood of misanthropy and laziness […]
That I formulate these marvey ideas when I’m away from this face-color-sucking screen. The places I often come up with these brilliantly conceived mind candies are: 1. On Test Drives2. When my hands are immersed in soapy water3. While Driving Why don’t I get a voice-activated dictaphone implanted in my shoulder? Good question. My answer: […]
on birthing My friend the nurse recently became a mother. Becoming a mother is a beautiful, scary thing. I became a mother two and a half years ago. When I was pregnant, I read everything I could about the medical practices and procedures surrounding childbirth. I was terrified and knowledge is power. I asked my […]