First of all, a woman on Supermarket Sweep just said she had a “six-month-year-old” and I wonder if it still haunts her lo these twenty-seven years. Second of all, I still feel like garbage and…
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Day 108 of 200: On Listening to Sinead’s ‘Emperor’s New Clothes’
I was 16 the first time I passionately stated an opinion and after a grown man laughed at me and said, “Tell us what you really think.” It was Mr. Davids who laughed at me….
Day 100 of 200: We’re Half Way There
I spent the winter of 1986/1987 listening to Bon Jovi’s “Slippery When Wet” on a pink, off-brand Walkman. I actually bought the record, but I made a tape so I could listen on the go,…
Day 88 of 200: Pep Fest
During my sophomore year of high school the seniors were the class of 1988. We were the class of 1990. A lot of Fridays we would have pep fests in the school gym. They’d pull…
Day 84 of 200: Ode to Copper Blue
Today is Bob Mould’s birthday. I know this because my twitter feed is filled with Mould/Husker Dü/Sugar trivia. I’m not complaining because I love Bob Mould much like I do my Uncle Wayne. It’s a…
Day 56 of 200: A Sign the Universe Cares (about me specifically)
I’ve been a fan of Conan O’Brien’s talk show since college. Tall, red-headed, literate, funny — he’s like the dream. I’ve watched his show pretty consistently for the better part of 20 years. Though my…
Day 46 of 200: It’s Going to Take Patience & Time
I’m not sure what I’ve done in this life or a past one, but I’ve had George Harrison’s version of “Got My Mind Set on You” stuck in my head for two weeks now. I…
Day 42 of 200: A Few Things I am Looking Forward To
1. Bowlaway by Elizabeth McCracken I have an ARC of this on my kindle, but I’m kind of afraid to read it. I know it’s going to be great. I have yet to be disappointed…
Day 23 of 200: We Can Ride the Boogie
I have nothing profound or interesting to say about the death of Aretha Franklin, though I spent most of the day listening to her. To be frank, I don’t have anything profound or interesting to…
Day 18 of 200: Flap Your Wings & Fly Away From Here
In my memory I’m much younger than 26 the summer of 1998 when Liz Phair’s “Whitechocolatespaceegg” came out. Three years post-college and I was working at not my first, but second shitty gas station job…