Last week when I poured my new pins from The Minnesota Pins out of the shiny purple envelope they came in my niece, Jaycie, plucked the Sour Patch Kid candy included as a special treat from proprietress Gigi, popped it into her mouth, and then excitedly asked me what I was going to do with the pins. “You should put them on a cork board,” Sister #2 said. “I keep mine on my backpack,” Jaycie said. For Christmas I gave…
Ain’t it just like a dame to celebrate her 20th anniversary and then fuck-off into the ether for three weeks with nary a peep? Who am I kidding? Nobody cares about personal blogs anymore and they hardly notice if you go a day or six months without updating. I remember back in the 2003-2005 heyday when people who email me if I missed a few days in a row. Weren’t we all so adorable? In an odd throwback, Sister #2…
Well, fuck. How did this even happen? This blog is twenty years old today. And let me stop you right there fellas who want to tell me about the blog they started in 1998, I don’t care. Also, fuck off and let me have this one. I’ve been putting on this production for twenty-fucking-years, it’s okay to let this one thing on this one day be about me. I mean, aside from the fact that is entire site is about…
I’m about knee-deep into a rewatch of Dawson’s Creek. This is televisonary comfort food. I’m about neck-deep into the process of refinancing Supergenius HQ, and if the knots in my neck and shoulders are any kind of sign, I am not handling the anxiety very well. So, I am enjoying this re-watch, mostly because I skipped all but about two eps of Season One. Season One sucks. I pretty much jumped right into Season Two and right now I’m into…
Lest you forget, Anti-Bummers are a concept I completely stole without permission from my friend Carrie. You should know she has a new book coming out next month. It’s called The Whitsun Daughters, and you should buy it because Carrie is an excellent writer and the original creator of Anti-Bummers. Anti-Bummer #1 My nephew’s girlfriend recently introduced him to the movie “Best in Show,” and this prompted us to watch all the Christopher Guest/Eugene Levy movies this week. If there’s…
When Jaycie & Max were wee ones there were certain rules I’d make them recite before they could use my digital camera. No pictures of the TV No pictures of people’s butts Something else I can’t remember The rules came about because on holiday, when they were four or five, Max and Jaycie took a picture of everyone’s butt. The next holiday Max lined up all his stuffed animals and took pictures of their butts. They were also fond of…