Right now, Memphis is curled up in the crook of my left arm. It’s 39º outside and I am typing one-fingered. Or, I was, Memphis has moved and joined the other two Kimball Cats upstairs, where it is undoubtedly warmer. I’m going to eat some lunch soon Thai Chicken Wild Rice, I made it last night for CSA Supperclub and now there are leftovers. My…
I don’t know how Sam Wolfson, who is credited on IMDB for writing the Netflix movie “Tall Girl,” identifies. Man? Woman? Non-binary? I’m not sure if the personal details, that Sam is 4’11”, listed on the page are true. What I do know is that “Tall Girl” is one of the worst teen rom-coms I’ve ever seen, and this is coming from someone who totally…
“2019 is not a year on which I shall look back with undiluted pleasure. In the words of one of me, it has turned out to be an annus horribilis” Jodi Chromey ripping off Queen Elizabeth II who had a shitty 1992 when all her kids got divorced and her daughters-in-law were being royal pains in the old lady’s bum. This is eventually going to…
All the first day of school pics. This day, Halloween, and the last day of school are really the only reason to keep Facebook active. Hanging out with my 21-year-old niece before she goes back to Eugene for her senior year of college. I cannot remember the last time just the two of us hung out. I’m also really here for having an empty house…
As previously stated, I’ve been a little salty about The Replacements in general, and their legion of slack-jawed, don’t know other bands exist and women are allowed to make music now too fanboys specifically. Nothing can make you hate something you love like a gob of mindless, uncritical white dudes jizzing thoughtlessly about something. When you have a favorite band you can take their music…
One day you’re twenty-eight-year-old young woman sitting in your shitty apartment in Prior Lake smoking cigarettes and tossing HTML For Dummies on the floor and the next you’re a forty-seven-year-old cranky old goat sitting in your house baking celebratory brownies and wondering exactly how the fuck you’ve been blogging for NINETEEN FUCKING YEARS now. How did this happen? 2019 is the year that math hurts…
The only thing I love more than making soup and eating soup is taking poorly-lit pictures of bowls of soup that I made and will consume soon and posting them on Instagram using the hashtag #soupp0rn. Soup really is the perfect food. It’s warm and frequently delicious. It gives your insides a hug and if you’re feeling lazy it’s an entire meal in one bowl….
If’n you don’t follow every hiccup and burp anyone ever associated with The Replacements emits, this might be news to you, they’re releasing a big box set of songs and a concert centered around their 1989 album “Don’t Tell a Soul” aka to those in the nerd DTAS. The $80 package called “Dead Man’s Pop” includes four CDs, one LP, one cassette, and a hardbound…
For my birthday BFK got me some bath towels. They are lovely steely lavender soft, plush beauties. She also gave me a slew of hand-me-down towels because she has about 1000 of them and I have never purchased a bath towel in my entire life. Wait. That’s a lie. I did purchase a Ralph Lauren rugby-shirt print bath sheet from the TJ Maxx in the…
When I’m out running errands in trusty, ol’ Ruby, I’ve taken to listening to KOOL-108 the local oldies station. Yes, 89.3 The Current is my radio soulmate, but a lot of times I just want to singalong to the radio while I’m driving around and I know all the words to all the songs on KOOL-108. Oftentimes, KOOL-108 hurts my feelings by playing something like…
