[Take your armor off, you’re not under attack] Poor Phil. He went home to see his family (and buy his car tags) Tuesday and right as he was getting ready to go back to Murfreesboro, his transmission exploded and left him stranded in Savannah. So now, he’s searching frantically for a new car so he can get back home. His mom could give him a ride, but how is he going to get around while…
[I woke up in mid-afternoon, ’cause that’s when it all hurts the most] sluggish blithe lux wing bittern bowline hack laudanum exposure subtle barkeep discretion rabble smear cooky demote heliocentric crosshatch they’ve heretofore cowherd calligraphy bespectacled binuclear usaf hydrodynamic sweden enemy worthy stench expulsion chlorate empty inherit erviceable administrable refer christopher hines demurred alistair artisan coxcomb scribble aversion skulk buckhorn acreage cockpit quadriceps procure layman bumble appian botfly redtop quart documentation custodian eastbound bela taught…
[Your body breaks, your needs consume you forever] Has Blogger been acting up? Or are these Birmingham News computers just screwy? Probably the latter. I’ve been crashing everything I’ve touched for two weeks. Uh, I guess that makes me the defective unit, not the computers. +++ Saw Farenheit 9/11 this weekend. It didn’t disappoint. Of course, I’m one of those ambivalent naysayers who unabashedly loves the leftist propaganda but worries about some of the misleading…
[Just ’cause you feel it, doesn’t mean it’s there] And sometimes, just because you don’t feel it, doesn’t mean it’s not there. Case in point: I was reclining on my bed last night, on the phone with Phil, recounting the day’s events and non-events. Suddenly I catch movement out of the corner of my eye, on my left hand, which was holding the phone up to my ear. I figured it was my hair being…
[Put your hands on the wheel, let the golden age begin] I think my LifeStyle front went over well; I’ve gotten a few scattered compliments. Friday I’m doing the Sunday Money front, and then I’ve been asked to do a KidStuff page and the Ed and OpEd pages Tuesday, which I’ve never done before. So that should be fun. I don’t want to jinx it, but it looks like I’ll be off for the holiday…
[Now you should know by now] A co-worker told me that it rains more in Birmingham than Seattle. I can’t find any statistics to validate that claim, but it’s rained for a straight week now, so I believe him. I haven’t been swimming a single time this summer. So, since I can’t partake of the quintessential summer activity, I pacified myself by buying a big carton of Blue Bell Exquisite Mint ice cream. Sadly, my…
[Well that is that and this is this] I’ve been hanging out with myself today. We’ve had a good time. We woke up early and went to the art museum. Gazed upon huge canvasses shellacked with tempera and oils and thread. Cowered beneath rusting metal heaps in the sculpture garden. Pondered the importance the bare breast has to classical art. Giggled at the Japanese, who have a great sense of humor that can be seen…
[For your sake I hope heaven and hell are really there, but I wouldn’t hold my breath] It’s decided. I want to work in the features section and work day shift. Breeze in at 10, leave at 6. Always work a day ahead of schedule — Tuesday for Thursday’s paper, etc. I’m done with deadlines. Seriously. Leave those to the people who drink coffee and don’t mind grinding their teeth when they sleep. I’m happy…
[Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead] I have the weekend off, and though I could drive in to the ‘Boro and hang with my homies, I’m choosing to stay in Birmingham and get out of my apartment and actually DO something for once. It’s a toss-up between going to the art museum or visiting the Vulcan statue. I could probably do both if I tried hard enough. I’ve also heard good things about…
[Don’t tell your right hand, baby, what your left hand do] Bored bored bored bored bored. I was told to be here at 8 this morning so I could observe the LifeStyles designer, but it’s 9 and she’s not here and an editor tells me she usually doesn’t get here until 10 or so. So I’m not sure why I was told to be here so early. I’ve already exhausted my daily web roundup: +…
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