Archive for March 2011
high drama
What a day was yesterday. I’m feeling a little emotional over the events in Japan and certainly don’t want to minimize it by applying drama my mundane little day. But I’d rather not attempt to write anything specific about the disaster. Too much, so too much. So, there were people walking on my roof today.…
Read Morenever gonna give him up
This is my father, my brand-new nephew, and me. I was five, or almost five. My sister L, Jesse’s mom, is 16 years older than me, hence the happy happenstance that I got to have a tiny, living doll, all to myself, at a doll-adoring age. Today is that tiny baby’s birthday, now a wonderful…
Read Morebest day ever
Thank you for suggestions on what to write about — all were great and I promise I will answer all of them! I’m tackling the first one on the list: Jefffro says: Tell us about that one time….when you were ten or so….when you had the “best day ever”! (I am fishing for this to…
Read Morehell
Another monthly challenge to myself: read a book, and report on it here (to keep me honest.) These will not be terribly in depth or insightful reviews. Here’s March’s. This book is about hell. A fully customized, modern, even quirky hell, exactly the approach I’ve always wanted to read about. There’s a plot, but the…
Read Morei look to you, my gorgeous reader
Paul and I have this Fourth Friday Challenge thingie for our daily posting regimen this year. On his blog, Paul’s put out the call to all his blog reading public, asking for story ideas, writing challenges, themes. Since I seem to do what he does, I’m asking the same of you, my sweet reader. What…
Read Morehighlights from last saturday’s party
After being stuck in traffic on the 101 for decades, then getting lost in Echo Park, then spinning out trying to parallel park on an SF-worthy steep hill, which led me to scream “I hate LA!” out my window, I finally made it to a 100% fun party hosted by Ukulady and her lovely Ukulad.…
Read Morekids these days
I’m writing this on Saturday afternoon, taking a break on the couch in the living room. My Elderly Relative just wandered into his bedroom and turned on the TV (at ear-splitting volume, natch) in preparation for an afternoon nap. As he surfed the dial, he happened upon the “Madison” dance scene in Hairspray (1988 version.)…
Read Morelactose intolerance
Hey, guys? The two clean-cut, middle aged guys? The two guys, strangers to each other, who ordered double scoop cones of ice cream at Rite Aid? On a weekday? At 9:15am? You can’t make this a trend, sorry. Stop it and eat some damn oatmeal.
Read Morelike that shirt-stripping soccer player girl
My Nike Running system is going pretty well. The sensor in my shoe talks to the iTouch in my hand, then my iTouch talks to my online Nike account. I’m still having some issues with calibration, but overall I’m enjoying the Nike app. Several athletes, including Lance Armstrong (? isn’t he a bikey guy?), have…
Read Moresweet peas are my favorite flower
Photos of sweetpeas and sea glass at my old place in Ventura, 2008 Sweet peas are my favorite flower, not just because of their delectable scent, tousled petals and twirly vines. Every time I smell them, I remember. My mom loved to grow them. Her mom loved to grow them, as did her mother, and…
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