Tag: Friends

  • Blogging & Future Rock Stars

    I told the MoH I was staying up here nights. At least that way I can get my blogging done. Jeez. Is there any reason WHY, if I don’t salivate over watching football, or baseball, or basketball, or hockey, or soccer, or poker, or curling (just wanted to see if you were paying the hell…

  • Smile.

    The head has cleared, my throat no longer feels like the tunnel of death, and I can sort of tell that there are things on Earth that don’t smell like s*ot.  Sorry.  I just can’t spell it.  It’s disgusting. But I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to say Happy New Year to you all.  I…

  • Dear ustream.tv Gurus…

    November 19, 2007 Dear Whomever thought of ustream.tv: What a completely cool idea. Yesterday I had so much fun being on “TV” while I was working in my kitchen. Who knew? Does this mean I’m a closet Giada or budding Rachael? A potential Bobby or possible Mario? If you’re even thinking of swallowing this, pigs…

  • Letters do get answered, and my gratitude runneth over…

    You have to appreciate those who seem to have a grasp of where they fit into this whole NaBloPoMo thing. Me? I’m just a lemming. And today, I’m a late one. TOTALLY. It’s 11:09 am and I was supposed to be at the grocery store already, and cooking. I’m making tons of stuff this weekend,…

  • Writing until the cows come home

    November 10, 2007 Dear NaBloPoMo, My tongue’s not quite hanging to the ground yet with daily blogging, because I’ve missed very few days since I began last March. I do have the ability to write my way around any situation while standing on my head and singing Yankee Doodle. Or something like that. But I…

  • No snarking — just memories

    No snarking — just memories

    Day Four: NaBloPoMo. Not in the mood for chastising. November 4, 2007 Dear Childhood Friends, It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen many of you, but you’re not far from my mind. You exist in and around the shadows that surprisingly haven’t diminished with time, reminding me of how special you were. How…