Somehow I managed to hurt my back. I’m not sure how I accomplished this feat being that the most strenuous thing I’ve done in the past week is watch Mad Men and chat with my…
Date Archives 2009
Last one on the bandwagon
The life of a freelance writer is often feast or famine. This rule applies both to work and to money. Which makes sense, I guess. For the past two days, the work has been sorta…
Retraction: I don’t have a cold & other shocking revelations
I don’t have a cold. It was, apparently, a false alarm. Whatever I’m allergic to that blooms/blows around in August is the kind of thing that makes my glands swell up and makes it hard…
Caught a cold, broke up with Wilco & wondering where the rock went
If I could travel back in time, I would zoom back to Friday and I would wrestle Ziggy from Nolan’s germ-covered, Tap Tap Revolution playing clutches. I would also go to bed at a decent…
I was an evil spirit ninja & other confessions from a busy writer
My writing class ended with a whimper last night. It was the first class I’ve taken since 2003 that didn’t involve at least one post-class, trip to Grumpy’s featuring tator tots and beer and book…
Severe weather dramas
My mom grew up in a tiny green house near a creek in Savage, Minnesota. The house was across from the street from the elementary school baseball field and only had three bedrooms. Six kids…