I’ve still not gotten over the irrational love/hate/mostly hate thing I have for Savannah, but never did I expect to find something in Savannah I can actually gush about and say that I really, really like. Uptown is this restaurant on Main Street that’s kind of in the tradition of trendy New York bistros, where things are black and glossy and stylish and asymmetrical and that sort of thing. I’d eaten there once before when…
[for Monday, Oct. 1] My big sister turned [age withheld to protect the chronically OLD!!!] Monday. I swooped down to Hardin County to surprise her, but my mom accidentally let the surprise slip as we were ten minutes away from taking her out to lunch, but that’s okay. It was funny anyway. Let me tell you a bit about my sister. She’s possibly the most friendly person you’ll ever meet. She describes herself by saying…
Performing live, right now. Go! WEVL 89.9 FM Or stream it. 1:25 update: Someone listening from Saltillo, Tenn., just got a dedication and a botched opening. Hee hee. Nice recovery, though.
Don’t take your 10-year-old to see Superbad. It is not, shall we say, a “family film.”
She’d probably kill me if she knew I was plastering her photo all over the interwebs, but I figure by now she’s used to me being the annoying person in the corner with the camera and the blog and the need to compulsively document everything. I keep telling everyone, “Some day you’ll be glad you have these pictures!” I have no idea if that’s true. But it’s the best argument I’ve got. I was glad…
[for Friday, Sept. 28] I flaked yesterday and didn’t take a picture. Luckily, this photo was taken after midnight Thursday, so it technically works for Sept. 28, crappy as it may look. Crazy — there’s less than a hundred days left in this project. And the year. Project 365
I’ve got new neighbors. Stuff is appearing on the balcony: A white wicker bench. A poinsettia (?). A small outdoor table. And that draws to a close the Era of Walking Around In My Underwear With the Blinds Open. It was over nearly as abruptly as it began.
I just signed up for a Wikipedia account and made my first edit to this page.
Within the span of three hours last night, I managed to spill tequila and shiraz all over myself (the tequila when I took a shot out of a plastic cup and realized, three-fourths of the way in, that the barkeep had generously oversupplied me, but it was too late to stop the momentum of the shot; the shiraz was my own idiot fault because I was gripping the cup — yes, cup — in my…
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