April 2009
97 posts
Whenever I see Michael Cera I feel like Humberta Humberta
Nolan has decided he wants to listen to CDs & picked out Sorry Ma, Stink, and Let it Be because “they look like Rock & Roll ones”
Trying to teach Nolan the proper chip to dip ratio and chip dipping etiquette, my lessons are falling on deaf ears
As a writer (instead of as a booknerd), I really loved, loved Norah Labiner’s answers to MN Reads’ 6 questions: http://tinyurl.com/deh5qg
The time has come to listen to Pleased to Meet Me as loud as my ears can tolerate it and power through the last of this copyediting
Beyonce is guest-starring on this episode of Wow Wow Wubbzy.
The Tibbles are totally in love with Mr. Rogers and it’s rad.
Just had a small panic attack because I thought tomorrow was Thursday.
Trying to discern where the sudden urge to listen to Jackson Browne came from (my collection is Browneless)
I have eaten the strawberries left in my icebox, & which you were probably sharing for bookclub, forgive me they were delicious so sweet
Feeling smug because I did better on the Jaycie quiz than her parents
I love it when I look up a word to double check that I am using it properly, and I am (see: subverting).
A day built for naps →
Like my adversary Dabysan I am having a bit of a tough time finding 100 words to fill this space. Sundays are usually my day filled with words and productivity. But then I was up late last night…
Aside from the aroma of sausage and cinnamon and the hum of the dishwasher at this hour, you can hardly tell Rock & Roll bookclub was here
Waiting for Maxwell PufnStuf to arrive so we can finish preparing for Rock & Roll Bookclub
Discussing with Max (10-year-old nephew) how satisfying Coke burps are.
Crackpot Theory #17: Men let nostalgia get in the way of their critical thinking: http://www.iwilldare.com/2009/04/25/crackpot-theory-17 …
Good ass bloody marys. →
I am in the midst of rock and roll bookclub sneaking in a post so I can go to bed tomorrow at a decent hour. Rock and Roll bookclub is the bomb digs, and later I will upload a picture of the…
If I were to marry, I’d very much like to marry the sound of Billy Bragg’s voice. I’m pretty sure it’s my perfect mate.
Nolan is upset because an orange beetle was very mean to him.
The Tibbs have managed to incorporate Connect Four into Full-Contact Chess. It’s impressive.
I’d be more inclined to let The Tibbles watch TV if Liam didn’t have to offer a running commentary on every single thing that happens
Liam keeps asking for a video that has hands that pop up, and a chair that falls down (hands may or may not get cut off). I have no idea.
if you need an idea of what to get me for my birthday, I want this: http://tinyurl.com/cg8vxx[]=tags&includes[]=title
“That robot is pretending to be Superman. You should really love that,” Liam to me while watching Iron Giant.
Always feel a smug when I see names I’ve never heard of in the People.com RSS Feed on my iGoogle. Who the hell is Andy Roddick?
Dear daughter of the man I had a crush on when I was 13, It was 23 years ago. I’ve had 68,283 crushes since. Stop e-mailing me, freakazoid.
O true apothecary let thy drugs me quick! #allergiesblow
Can you watch the Pulitzer announcement online? Or is that just indicative of the larger problem?
Wantonly eating all the Strawberry Starburst without regard for anyone else.
Spelled recommend right the first time for the first time ever. I am counting it as a personal victory.
I *heart* @commongoodbooks because of this spring cleaning list (especially the part about Klosterman) http://tinyurl.com/c8nft6
Trying to convince Trip Shakes, my cubemate, I am allregic to him. He seems unfazed by this pronouncement
Fixed the contact form on my websites. Now, you are free to contact me without worry.
Sick of toiling in obscurity →
Sometime over the past two weeks I got really annoyed with the fact that I am not a published fiction writer. In fact, it kind of pissed me off. I’m sick of toiling in obscurity. Sick of working…
Largehearted Boy is giving away a Wilco bonanza (Ashes & Trying to Break Your Heart). Just leave a comment to win: http://tinyurl.com/c6mfuo
I’m betting dollars to donuts I hear Don’t Fear the Reaper coming from the Frat House tonight. I can’t wait!
Here’s my Pulitzer prediction: If Updike doesn’t get it for being dead, they’ll give it to Robinson for Home because Munro isn’t eligible
Walgreens, thanks for treating me like a criminal when I purchase allergy meds. I promise not to make meth. I just want to breathe.
I can always tell when I get linked by some sort of Tall-Fetish site, the creepy e-mails go through the roof
Say what you want about The Hooters, she could dance all night and shake the paint off the wall is a great, great image
Thanks to Slaughterhouse 90210 I found an Alice Munro quote I like: http://tinyurl.com/da67hx (found via @largeheartedboy)
Trying to explain to Nolan why licking the window screen is not awesome. He fails to see my logic, claims it’s not gross & tastes like candy
Made Tibbles go outside to play. They sitting are outside the window (a foot away from me) shouting about how they can see me work
Life is not a constant thing, it’s only made of short stories… Neko Case kicks me in the gut every time with this song.
I did the dishes AND finished writing another draft of Lane Six, totally productive.
Please add Chagrin Falls, Ohio to places I would move to just because of the name (alongside King of Prussia, PA and Oconomowoc, WI)
My lips are so chapped they feel like they’re coated with grease-covered Corn Flakes. Yum.