[100 things]1. When possible, I like to be barefoot. Failing that, flip-flops are the next best thing.2. I do not enjoy “night life” or “bar hopping” or “getting crunk” or any other action that can result in much head and dignity pain later and/or the next day.3. I have weak wrists and prefer it if you would not touch them. 4. I’m addicted to nasal spray.5. I wish I had red hair.6. I’m an internet…
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I came to work today wearing a dirty shirt. A dirt-spotted pink shirt, so it really shows up. There are four small dirty spots and a faint dirt streak. I don’t know if I came to work with a shirt like this, or if I got dirty in transit (from my apartment to my car, and my car to my desk, when I noticed). I haven’t wrestled with any mechanics and I didn’t fall on…
>I’m glad to see that several Muslim scholars issued a fawta against terrorism. I’m a little unsure of the loopholes in their statement, however, since only acts of violence against civilians are forbidden. There is no mention of violent acts against supposedly benevolent military forces acting as temporary law enforcement authorities. Is that intentional? And kudos to Bill Frist for his stem-cell shift. I’m a little less ashamed of him now.
Somebody (Rickey, we’re guessing) peed in the demon toilet and I didn’t notice until it started stinking and I lifted the cover and was horrified. All we could do was try to flush to get rid of the stench, which unleashed a flood of blue-green water that dripped onto the bathroom floor and surged through the walls and floor and ceiling, down into the drinking glass cabinet downstairs in the kitchen. The worst part is…
My sister has decided not to come visit tomorrow. She got sort of spooked by a chain e-mail that said some gang initiations were happening in Memphis this weekend, and that some gang members are supposed to kill a woman and her child, though the e-mail says Wal-Mart is the likely location. So … yeah. Plus, she said it’s too hot to walk around the zoo and that they’d come this fall when it cooled…
Today marks six months in Memphis. I just want to point out that it’s 83 degrees in Nashville right now (feels like 88) and 89 degrees here (feels like 96). You wouldn’t think there would be such a radical difference between the two cities, but I swear this is the hottest summer I recall ever having. Even Birmingham didn’t seem this hot (well, it rained constantly). I guess that Cumberland plateau is pretty spiffy after…
You get immunized before visiting Memphis. —Mike O’Brien You think selling Shelby County to Mississippi would solve the state’s budget problems. —Zack Bennett Ouch! There’s more here. Incidentally, I love that cover graphic! +++ I am so tired of hearing about Hustle&Flow. Not only have we given it major play in the paper just about every day for three weeks, but I’ve seen ads for it around the clock on TV, billboards, bus stops, etc.,…
>I’ve got the blog bug today. Not sure why. Guess I’m just fidgety. At Spin Street Music Sunday, I bought Pinback’s “Blue Screen Life” and, I swear, this band makes the most mellow, grooving music of any band around. I listen to it on a loop at work and I actually think it helps me do better work. Today we had a little office party for a copy editor who has not called in sick…
We spent the better part of my weekend out of the apartment: On Beale Street briefly (it was dead thanks to the rain and, I guess, the fact that it was Sunday night at midnight) and on Summer Avenue for several hours, combing our way through thrift store racks and antique store dust. Bo-Jo’s Antique Mall is a massive mess of objects big and small — some treasure, some trash — in which we could…
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