February 2012
10 posts
Consider this a stream of consciousness—or rantings—following one hell of a shitty day, if you wish. And don’t force yourself to respond.
Ask anyone who lives thousands of miles away from their families or close friends: Death is the scariest motherfucker out there. You avoid it in conversation, you turn off the movie when that part comes on, you pretend it can’t touch...
True Stories: The Perks and Perils of Car Sex
This was a good read.
My First Time: My First Record
I’ll keep this short, otherwise I’ll go on gushing forever: This was my first time performing at and attending My First Time, and it was such a blast. Felt totally unqualified to be there, but very lucky to have gotten the chance. Here’s the story I performed (and tweaked a little as I read it on stage). The band played Huey Lewis & The News’ “Power of...
Text Messages with Dad
Me: “Dad!!!! I just performed at this reading thing and I did awesome and made everyone laugh a lot.”
Dad: “You’re a natural kid! Did you get nervous and want to throw up?”
He knows me so well. I love and miss him very much.
January 2012
18 posts
1 tag
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Aldous Huxtable: Callin' Out Names: Why Chicago... →
aldoushuxtable:
A small-yet-mighty contingent of the Chicago media space is all kerfluffle today, on the heels of someone tweeting about the Bulls and then writing a blog post about some other tweets that other people sent. Or something. (At the time, I was watching “Arrested Development”) After reading the…
Man, I can’t wait for media league softball to start back up.
A challenge for you (well, mostly me)
I have this really weird thing about “classic” or universally loved and respected/touted music: There’s so much of it that I still haven’t heard, and I just can’t seem to bring myself to listen to a lot of it. Never listened to Jeff Buckley, never heard anything by The Smiths, thought The Cranberries were actually The Cardigans (“Love Fool,” anyone?!) up...
Aldous Huxtable: The "Don't Be A Di*k During Meals... →
“Don’t Be A Di*k During Meals With Friends.”
The first person to crack and look at their phone picks up the check.
Our (initial) purpose of the game was to get everyone off the phones free from twitter/fb/texting and to encourage conversations.
Rules:
1) The game starts after everyone has…
GAME ON
If I thought someone would buy, I would start selling myself on Craigslist so I could have some g’damn regular income and not wait week after week for the $1,000 I’m owed. I give up.
December 2011
14 posts
"So why are you single?"
I tend to feel really embarrassed-slash-dumbfounded when people ask me this question. A) The fuck kind of question is this to begin with? It’s such an empty question that I can’t even think of another like it. “Why don’t you make more money?” Get out of my face, you dildo. B) I’m kind of running out of excuses to offer up to a question I’ve heard since I...
Utne Reader magazine is moving to Topeka, Kansas,... →
utnereader:
Thought we should be the first to let you know. Via the Minneapolis Star-Tribune:
Imagine Garrison Keillor moving “A Prairie Home Companion” to Des Moines or the Guthrie shuffling off to Omaha. The equivalent of those improbable scenarios is happening in the publishing world: The Utne Reader, the only national magazine based in the Twin Cities, will shut down its local editorial...
Do you ever have to force yourself to stop smelling…yourself? Guilty.
November 2011
27 posts
Take 1. I’m 24, and my own bloopers still...
“First, remember that style comes in all sizes, so the bigger you are, the more...”
– Those fashion tips are courtesy of noted style icon and total badass Miss Piggy. (via drugstoreprincess)
