[Proclaim eternal victory] Waiting is harder than I thought it would be. I’m cautiously optimistic, which is a definitive Democratic trait. In the meantime, here are some photos from Justin’s Halloween party this weekend that, unfortunately, Phil and I didn’t get to go to. Billy and Chrissy took my camera to capture the unholy hijinks. Chrissy as Princess Diana — post accident. Delightfully offensive, even down to the tire tread on the dress. Billy (right)…
[Sing for absolution] It feels good to come home and get in my sweats and tanktop, light some candles, turn on HGTV for background noise, crack the sliding door and light the jack-o-lantern. I just came off a 39-hour workweek, which will be nice when Friday rolls around (cha-ching!), but it has pretty much rendered me lackadaisical and useless. Today was completely dead at the store. No one shops on Halloween. We’re not allowed to…
[Come on it’s time for something biblical] Tonight work was pretty dead, but a steady stream of costumed kids and their frazzled parents trickled through the store, since apparently mall stores give out candy on Halloween … er … the day before Halloween if it falls on a Sunday. I’m not familiar with either of these customs: early observance or mall trick-or-treating. Having grown up in BFE, I didn’t realize that lazy suburban kids could…
[Just keep on smiling] Yesterday I waltzed into the KUC, comfortable and content, to sign up for my cap and gown. I thought I might take a gander at my campus mail while I was there. Good thing I did, since I got a letter saying I’m one hour short of being able to graduate in December. I held it together until I got in my car, dashed to Cope, and stepped inside some woman’s…
[I want to think what I should know] I voted today. Huzzah!
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about having a baby. Good god no — not me incubating a miniature humanoid in my stomach and birthing it myself! I’ve just been thinking about the barbaric, frightening process of having a baby. I work with a 22-year-old who is due in less than a month, and she’s beginning to get a little skiddish about the final hurrah of the pregnancy, so she’s constantly talking about it with…
Well, it sort of looks like Jack the Pumpkin King (Amber’s suggestion). And here’s a still life of some pumpkin guts: There’s nothing better than digging your hand into the squishy landscape of the interior of a fresh October pumpkin. Maybe some day I’ll feel the same way about digging my hand into the innards of a turkey on Thanksgiving. I’d like to carve another pumpkin before Halloween, this time of the Radiohead death bear.…
[The night is useless and so are we] Photo time, once again. The sky was amazing from my little window seat on the way to New York. As much as I hate flying, I love being thousands of feet in the air, so high that I can see the smooth arc of the globe. I can’t decide if I like or hate the faint reflection of my camera in the upper right corner. Is it…
[Like diamonds in the dust] Back in Tennessee. I had a really good time in Southampton and wish I could visit more. Amber wrote a bit on her blog about the haunted house we visited, but I want to mention it as well. Compared to all the haunted houses/woods I’ve been to in Nashville, this one definitely ranks high. Sure, we blew $16 apiece on about 10 minutes waiting in line and two minutes running…
[‘Pearl Harbor’ sucked and I miss you] Team America was an absolute riot. I could barely contain myself during the entire film. I don’t know what’s funnier: puppets having sex or funny songs mocking Darryl Worley/Toby Keith. There is some serious political commentary in the film, obviously, but it’s so full of un-PC toilet humor that you can’t help but laugh. You have to go see it. This morning I stayed up until 4:30 playing…
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