The first time I read Lorna Landvik’s Patty Jane’s House of Curl, I was a 23-year-old gas station attendant. I remember reading the book late at night laying on my futon in the bedroom I…
Date Archives November 2018
Day 128 of 200: I’m Not Ready
Forgive me if you’ve heard this one before. When you are so old you forget how old you are (my brain is convinced I’m 47) and your blog is old enough to vote in elections,…
Day 127 of 200: ¿Quiero o Necesito?
Roughly 63 days ago I decided I needed to learn some Spanish. I know it was 63 days ago because it’s been 35 days since I was devastated by losing my 27-day streak. Math! I…
Day 126 of 200: One About 4th Grade
When I was in fourth grade, Mrs. Reinking gave me a three in the “Reads widely” section of my report card. It was the 80s elementary school equivalent of getting a C in reading. At…
Day 125 of 200: Blank
It’s 10:30 on Monday night and I don’t have a thought in my head. I thought I had a few, but after typing about 25 words I changed my mind. You don’t want to hear…
Day 124 of 200: The Scheduler
Because I come from a certain brand of Midwestern passive-aggression I have a lot of invite anxiety. More so on the sending invites end rather than the getting invited end. As a kid I remember…
Day 123 of 200: 11 Minutes to Get My Words In
I’ve just returned from Rock & Roll Bookclub, which went way way later than I had planned. If I had thought ahead I would have banged this shit out before I left for Sister #2’s…
Day 122 of 200: The Brothers
I officially ruined Thanksgiving at 2:08 p.m. when I quizzed my libertarian, Trump-voting nephew a little too severely for his tastes and he went upstairs to his bedroom not to return until well after dinner…
Day 121 of 200: ‘Bob’s Burgers’ Thanksgiving Episodes Ranked
7. The Quirkducers Louise: How you doing girl? Tina: Um, not great. I feel like my soul has diarrhea. 6. Thanks-hoarding Bob: Gene it’s when you take the backbone out of the turkey and press…
Day 120 of 200: Bakesgiving
I’m not a baker. In fact, I loathe it. I like the art of cooking. The science of baking kind of harshes my artistic buzz. I do make one exception to my no-baking rule, banana…