I made a yellow cake for CSA Supperclub tonight. It’s a cake out of a box and I’m kind of afraid it didn’t rise properly. I cannot remember the last time I made a cake…
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A Case of the Februaries
Last night I was gonna write about a song of the week, something I would have picked randomly because my brain hasn’t been singing so much since the news about Ryan Adams being an abusive…
Day 190 of 200: Tales from the Polar Vortex Day II
I woke up at six this morning and spent the next hour convinced my furnace had quit working. It was 61° in Supergenius HQ even though the heat was whirring and set to 63. I…
Day 189 of 200: Tales from the Polar Vortex Day I
It was nearly six o’clock. I was curled up under a blanket with Bowlaway by Elizabeth McCracken. It was WhyHastThouForsakenUs° out and the wind was howling. I snuggled deeper into the couch, and marveled at…
Day 156 of 200: Recovering
I have not spoken a single word since 2:30 yesterday. I said goodbye to my Aunt Anna as I was getting into Ruby after Boxing Day Lunch. Aside: Anna said I inspired her to quit…
Day 63 of 200: Why I’m Rarely Bored
Today, after work I was sitting on the working couch with Gladys shut and the window open. I was happy to open the window because it had been pretty shitty and rainy the past few…
Day 47 of 200: The Thwarted Three Nap Plan
I don’t mean to brag, but I’ve been the taker of some pretty epic naps the past three or four days. These are some really good, A-1, gold-medal worthy naps. The kind of naps that…
Day 20 of 200: Do Not Come & Knock on My Door
You know who had the right idea? People with moats. I was in the middle of lunch (French toast and finishing Megan Abbott’s good but too drawn out for me Give Me Your Hand) when…
Day 6 of 200: Over-socialized
🚨🚨Warning: I figured out how to add emojis to my posts. I have no idea if they’ll show up when I hit publish. The real warning is that I’m super cranky, for three distinct reasons….
The Perils of Living By Yourself for 20 Years
Technically, it’s not quite 20 years since I lived with other humans. I’m pretty sure I got my own apartment sans roommates in October of 1999. Plus there were those awful six months where Sister…