A prickly 34 at around noon. Brrr. My dad gave me this neat little thermometer that has a companion piece you keep inside that reads both the temperature outside and room temperature. It’s a chilly 66 in my living room right now. I came by this particular piece of weather gadgetry because my dad stopped by Wal-Mart and upgraded his own basic thermometer into a full-on home weather-predictin’ station, complete with barometric pressure sensors and…
Slate’s Seth Stevenson talks tampon ads: But Playtex Sport appears to be the only brand looking to seize the active, athletic niche. It’s like the Gatorade of feminine care. (And frankly, the first time I saw this ad on TV, only half paying attention, I assumed it was for a sports drink. Wait, I thought, is that plastic contraption some kind of sport straw? Ohhhhhhhhh …) Good show. I thought the exact same thing the…
Tonight on the drive home I listened to NPR, when I could catch a signal, and I grinned during the segment called Vocal Impressions, where listeners wrote in to describe the voices of American icons. This segment described Morgan Freeman, Marilyn Monroe, Truman Capote, and Patsy Cline. And what beautiful descriptions NPR’s audience came up with! Seriously, I was floored by some of them. Just perfect. Next week’s voices include Jack Nicholson and Nora Jones.…
I got drunk last night — what else was there to do after everyone went to bed (besides watch the Demitri Martin special, which I totally did and which made me sad that I can’t have him for myself)? — and wrote my dad an apology note for calling him “bitter.” Here’s what I want to trumpet to the universe and beyond — I love my father more than I can put into words. None…
When I hear interesting things about my family, the first thing I do is not run to the computer and blog about it. Believe it or not. I keep a lid on a lot of stuff because some stories aren’t mine to tell, and I’m not sure if it would be kosher for me to air the family laundry — dirty, dingy, cleanish, indifferent, or otherwise — to the internet. And yet, I feel the…
“When I see people talking I like to imagine what they’re talking about. It’s like seeing faces in the clouds. I still do that.”
I’m in Saltillo today, visiting. Seeing my sister’s new house. It’s nice! They’ve got a lot of work left to do — putting in kitchen countertops and door frames and trim and paint touchups, and whatnot, but it’s a home and it’s cozy and I am so happy they’re settling into a routine again. I had an interesting “discussion” with my dad and my brother today. And by “discussion,” I mean period of time during…
It didn’t occur to me to take a single photo today until I got home from work. At 11:45. Thank god for dolls action figures and Photoshop. Project 365
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