Hi Darling Ones, My Valentine’s Day gift arrived yesterday. It’s so perfect and thoughtful I got the heart-eyes. Someone is totally getting lucky this weekend. It’s me! I bought myself my second favorite Paul Westerberg album and, my very favorite Grandpaboy record I suppose. It’s a double LP of “Stereo/Mono” which came out in 2002 (ugh, 20 years ago), but didn’t come out on vinyl until 2019. It was a Record Store Day release, I believe. I forgot how much…
Dear Darling Ones, These are vital updates I would have made throughout past week or so if I weren’t so busy making the dollars. The worst thing I do to my creative practice is trying to complete all the paying work before I do the stuff that pays my soul. Such is life, I guess. My soul doesn’t pay the goddamn mortgage around here. Speaking of making the dollars. . . I had a Zoom meeting with a potential new…
Hi Darling Ones, I’ve probably listened to the song “Kiss on My List” by Hall & Oates about 6,116 times in my life. Hall & Oates were very big when I was in elementary school. I’m sure I’ve spent at least 6 hours of my life roller skating to “Private Eyes.” At least. For sure I have listened to “Kiss on My List” at least 36 times this year, because I need to listen to it once a day or…
Dear Darling Ones, I promise not to turn this into a blog about The Windmill Fundraiser. However, I have some more things to say. When I was down with the COVID I had a discussion with someone about how I much I hated to ask for help. I thought this discussion happened in the comments here, but I can’t find it. It might have occured in my imagination. That happens sometimes. The woman I had the discussion with was all,…
Hello Darling Ones, I’m not quite sure where to begin. This is gonna be a heavy one and I’m gonna cry while writing it, and that’s on top of already crying roughly 48* times today. Okay, here’s a good place to begin. I want to tell you three things about my BFK (Best Friend Kari). She was the very first person I ever called using a cellphone. I love her so much I went to see the band Train with…
Hi Darling Ones, I often like to portray myself as a lackadaisical slacker despite it not being wholly true. When I am finally able to achieve my truest form, this is what I’ll be. The dream of the 90s is always alive in my bitter, jaded GenX heart. While I frequently come close to achieving my final form sometimes I have to revert to driven career automaton. That might be overstating a bit. It’s more like lackadaisical slacker who is…