Vacation is imminent (2 days!) and yet work is as crazy as ever and my immune system has succumb to whatever late winter/ early spring ass hattery sinus contagion I must have encountered on public transportation. And as an added bonus, I haven’t been able to eat solid foods for two weeks thanks to my unholy [...]
I was going to take the easy way out, send an anonymous entry into The Secret Project, but that would be the cowardly thing to do about something I feel oddly strong about. I stand by what I’m about to write, even though I already know how it’s going to come off and am certain [...]
Today’s a bit of a Big Day around these parts. The host city for the 2016 Olympic games is announced (it’s between Tokyo, Rio, Madrid, and Chicago…which of these doesn’t belong?). As a resident of this vast, teeming metropolis, I can tell you that no matter what you’ve heard, Chicago is clearly “the shit.” Observe….. [...]
Is it just me or is Idol’s new selection process for the final 12 this season majorly confusing? My mom and I have had no less than four separate conversations about it and can’t make heads or tails of it. No matter how many times the Seacrest explains it, my brain refuses to take in [...]
While I fiddle with where to hang the blogger heirlooms after the big move, I thought I’d take a moment to address some oldish business. Namely, the acknowledgement of Toolbag of the Year: 2008. Granted there weren’t very many votes (Prizes! Next time, prizes!), but After-the-Fact Boys and Facebook Cult Members were all duly noted. [...]
Seeing as this is likely the last Toolbag Wednesday of the year for me, I wanted to take this opportunity to rehash the Toolbags of yore. There were guppies and racists, pregnant smokers and salt and vinegar chips, and there were those who almost but not quite made the list. The honorable mentions included the [...]
Ticket in hand, I stood in the streets with some 60,000 people, passed through four security checks, and just made it in. There are few words to describe being there except to say it was emotional and I couldn’t help but be overwrought by its effect. I made it home at 1:30 this morning, I’m [...]
