The other night I had a dream, the first I can remember in years. I snuck into a concert in a baseball stadium, not for the show but to see friends on the crew, and I was dressed in a baseball uniform, an old style, from not quite a century ago perhaps. I guess there […]
I evidently have some sort of disfunction and must hit cmd-D for nearly every page I visit on the web, and if it’s good, I have to do it two or three times to be sure it took. This must have become programmed at some root level, because I’m not really aware of doing it, […]
I cut off (or more accurately, had a professional cut off) 82% of my hair, which is probably 7 to 16% shorter than I’ve had done before, which completely weirded me out later in the shower when I reached behind my head to find… nothing. It was long overdue, though; I think the guy had […]
Lately, realizing I’m not getting anywhere sitting around asking hard questions and hoping for easy answers, and tiring of asking easy questions and making up hard answers, I’ve decided it’s probably better sometimes to just shut the hell up, but I can’t find anything in my manual about how to do that and not go […]
The other day, on the bed, an unmade pile/roll of blankets and comforters and pillows and so forth looked exactly like a manatee, complete with little tail flippers. I didn’t think “hey, that looks just like a manatee!” I didn’t think “what are the odds!” I thought “How did a manatee get way up here […]
I’ll often open about 85 browser tabs, full of news and articles and bloggy crap and just… well, crap. Suddenly the browser will be using about 126% of available memory, everything will start crawling, and I’ll do one of three things: a) just quit the thing, b) quickly close nearly everything, read a couple, then […]
If I count my side of conversations in IM as writing output, I’m incredibly prolific.
My desk is cleared off enough that I can be 96.6% certain that this week my desk has eaten a Newsweek and a book of Costco coupons. I think I’m concerned about this.
Do what you love and some money, not enough but some, enough to encourage you but not enough to get by, will follow.
I saw a TV commercial last night for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I cannot make that up. This is wrong on several levels. One, pb&j needs no advertising. I mean, really. C’mon. And two… it was a combined ad pushing JIF peanut butter and Smuckers. They put the peanut butter on first then put […]
I saw a statistic that says women use on average 15,000 words a day, but men only use 7,000 words. I suspect this leaves me about 6,970 words short for the day. Doh!
I tried to add a friend’s cat as a friend on one of those little social networking sites the kids like so much. This would be the second cat; the first cat was a couple I know, using their cat as a front. That, effectively, meant I was adding my friends as, well, a friend, […]
I need to keep better writing notes, or better yet, actually just write down what I mean to write down, when I think of it. I have a note here that says “fear the chicken” but no idea what I meant. Somehow, this is worse than when I can’t read my own handwriting.
I’m glad to report there was nothing wrong with the drain in my bathtub that: denial a week of plunging anger a screwdriver bargaining a garden hose through the window and jammed in the drain depression a gallon of bleach five gallons of boiling water … couldn’t easily fix. I can only hope the sink […]
If the lawn mower will not start, it is because it doesn’t have enough gas. This applies even if I’ve peered in the gas tank and it appears to be full to the top and I say, loudly, that the gas cannot possibly be the problem. The fruit punch at Artic Circle is very tasty, […]
I love the “fall back” part of daylight savings – I got to waste a couple of hours watching my TV backlog – that “Real World” I missed in August really was critical – and because of the clock thing I also get a few hours to pretend to write but not really do it. […]
I think I do my best thinking and writing in the shower, but my evidence for that is not so much what actually gets out of my head and onto paper, but the times when I turn off the shower, get my towel, and then realize the hard way that I was so distracted that […]
I don’t know if you’re watching “Hit Me Baby One More Time” and if you are watching if you’re willing to admit it, but I think Cameo got robbed the other night. (Howard Jones was excellent too.) The whole think has me digging through my iTunes library, finding ’80’s CDs I ripped but have never […]
Even if you think Valentine’s Day is a crappy commercial creation of the card mafia, be assured that your girlfriend is an agent for that mafia. I won’t go into the gruesome details but wow, am I lucky to be alive.