Over the weekend, I was out running errands around the city and found myself in the Loop on State Street. If you’ve never been to State Street, then imagine a place where wandering homeless persons and panhandlers gather alongside packs of high school children loitering aimlessly. Now, add in hapless strollers being driven into unsuspecting [...]
I broke away from the tourist trap photo line to the entrance fee counter and customs, then whisked over to baggage claim where my suitcase was the third onto the conveyer belt, and finally plowed through the flurry of men grabbing at my paperwork and bag in an attempt to gain a tip or a [...]
It’s Friday: day of general workweek malaise and bated breath whilst the clock ticks toward weekendedness. In honor of the collective disinterest in being productive, “I Salute You” Fridays are buoyed by recent pop culture achievements according to me (which in some cases kindly lend themselves to time-wasting strategies for the greater good of humanity). [...]
Remember this?
And this?
And this too?
This is where I’ll be, topless and tanning, INSTEAD of playing baby games at that bullshit “Couple’s Shower.“ Oopsie. I’m sure that will go over real well.
Sixteen days and counting!
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When I was in 6th grade, my English class and I received a writing assignment to author a “fan letter” to a celebrity of our choosing. I happened to choose Geena Davis (whatever happened to her anyway?) because I’d just seen A League of Their Own and even though I really fucking hate baseball (including [...]
After the snarkfest that was my earlier post this week (thank you Internets for the healthy debate), I’ve decided rather than add to it, I’ll leave you instead with a recap of the Toolbaggery of 2009.
Note: Toolbag Wednesdays 1-16 (circa 2008) can be found under “toolbaggery” and include such gems as After-the-Fact Boys, [Expletive] Blagojevich, The [...]
On Saturday, I hopped on the bus to mail a birthday/ Christmas present to a friend, but when I arrived at the Post Office (ANNEX!), I was shot down. The whole two-story building’s operations boiled down to one lady behind a desk just inside a door-front, asking “Does this already have postage?”
Seriously, how would that be the [...]
