I haven’t quite put my finger on what it was about Lori Carson’s The Original 1982 that didn’t quite work for me. That is not to say it’s a bad novel, it’s okay. In fact, its very okayness prompted me to write a that column for Book Riot asking how we talk about books that are only okay. From the description this book is right up my alley: a female singer/songwriter wonders how her life would have changed had she…
Jason Isbell appears on the season premiere of “Nashville” as himself and helps Deacon get off the sauce (again) and cope with his temporary paralysis. Rayna James & Isbell do a duet of “Stockholm.” Lifetime makes a made-for-TV movie based on superblogger Dooce’s life. Taylor Schilling from “Orange is the New Black” plays the lead role. The movie ends with the Dooce-like blogger pressured by sponsors into marrying her long-distance Twitter boyfriend on a YouTube stream with copious amount of…
As I type Nolan is upstairs sleeping, Liam may or may not be napping on the chair. I can’t see his entire body. What I do know is he has stopped sighing dramatically about how bored he is. It’s been a good five or six minutes since the wail of protest went up regarding how I “all the time have to listen to music.” I’d have taken his protests a little more seriously if he had said something like “Enough…
This Boring Sunday started at the crack of 8:30 solely because the heavens opened up and dropped copious amounts of water into my open windows. I would have enjoyed many more winks of shut-eye, though it was smart to rouse my ass from slumber because now I’ll probably sleep tonight like a normal person. I spent the first part of my morning with some donut holes, coffee, and David Gregory on “Meet the Press,” where they discussed the race problems…
I can’t remember who tweeted it or why it even entered my field of vision, but the other night some guy tweeted about panties dropping at a Bruno Mars’ concert. I probably can’t remember it because I suffered brief memory loss due to rage. Enlightened music dudes (and probably a few dudettes) of the 21st century, you need to stop with this panty dropping/tossing metaphor when it comes to describing female music fans going to see a male singer/band. Well,…
It is a sad day at Supergenius HQ. It’s a day I’ve known was coming for a few weeks now, but chose denial over reality. However, last night when I went to Sister #2’s for Family Dinner, I nearly nose-dived through her screendoor because my right shoe fell off when I didn’t expect it. Even with that, I thought maybe I was just clumsy (I am often clumsy). But after nearly biting it after coming home from the library, I…
