God, I’m bored out of my frickin’ mind. Saturday nights mean waiting games at work. Hurry up to hit the early deadline and then wait around to hit the late one. Then wait more for the “roger” to go home. There’s no skipping out early; when news breaks, you have to be there to put it on the page. Even if it ends up not breaking. So I wait. I made my occasional MySpace rounds…
I’m deeply sorry for those who have lost someone or been hurt themselves in this latest act of unconscionable violence. But this whole sequence of events is far more complex than I’ll ever fully grasp. I know that. So I’m not going to talk policy or say “I told you so, Bushies!” because that seems foul, even if that’s how I’m inclined to feel. I’ve all but lost hope that we’ll get out of this…
• I don’t call my friends enough.• The strawberries from Schnuck’s are divine and most likely genetically engineered. • Things keep blowing up and people keep dying. But on the whole people are strong.• Checking my computer for viruses is taking forever; I hope my being on the internet doesn’t hinder the progress.• The CA’s publisher resigned today and is headed for the San Francisco Examiner.• In an unrelated coincidence, I joined the union today.•…
The weekend was fun, but, like all weekends, was over too quickly. The Fourth of July can almost always be recounted better through photos, so amble over to the photoblog and look at blurry pictures of sparklers when you get bored with your own blurry pictures of sparklers. My dad and I saw Batman at a matinee Monday. It was pretty good. Cillian Murphy isn’t much of a villian because he’s too pretty, even with…
From Gaping Void, which has one of the best pieces of writing on creativity I’ve ever read. I’m so tired of killing bugs and spiders in this place. I kill no less than three black beetles, a pillbug, and a spider every freaking day here. We don’t live in filth. Why are there creepy crawlies out on the floors and walls all the time? Shouldn’t they fear us enough to at least hide? My copy…
Not to sound like an alarmist, but Sandra Day O’Connor is on her way out, William Rehnquist is going to die or retire this summer, the bench will be staffed by an unchallenged president with a vendetta, freedoms will shrink and crumble, and our empire will turn to soot.
Two things: One: War of the Worlds whooped my ass. I was down on the floor, and it just kept kicking me (and Amber and Phil and Jamie). I don’t care if the reviews say Tom Cruise is bereft of a soul; you already knew that. Just go see this movie on a giant screen and prepare to be terrorized by the spectacle of desperation and fear. And then, at the end, see if you…
[Click here to win a free iPod!!!]Happy birthday to my nephew Casey, who is currently at 4-H camp, probably sweating his skin off.
[In a world where the dead are returning to life, the word ‘trouble’ loses much of its meaning]Well, I’m up early. The ferrets have figured out how to get out of their cage and come wake me up with scratching and digging in the bedroom, just like old times. This apartment has more than a thousand square feet of scratching room for them, and they decide to come scratch beside the bed. And when I…
[There’s one in everyone]Someone actually used the only photo I have on Stock Exchange for one of their own photo projects. You can make out my original in the background of their creation. That’s kinda cool. I’m heading to Saltillo/Savannah again this weekend to run errands and visit. My mom found out she passed her certification test, so she’s officially a legal nurse consultant. That means we have to get on the ball and start…
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