(Life is not a highway.) However, 169 is a highway that runs by my house. For all you stalkers, I live a few blocks south of 169. You should note that I refuse to open…
Posts tagged 200 project
Day 168 of 200: How We Learned in the Time Before Google
Total gas station used to be on the corner of First Avenue and Atwood in Shakopee. The house my parents’ rented was right across the street. I worked the 3-11 shift most nights in 1996…
Day 167 of 200: Let Me Tell You About My Day
First of all, it has come to my attention that 1989 was 30 years ago. How can simple math and the passage of time hurt my feelings so much? Is it because I’m still sick…
Day 166 of 200: Still Frivolous After All These Years
We’re six days into 2019, but damnit Darling Ones, it’s been a motherfucker so far. Let me count the ways: I’m still sick Today my furnace decided to be a total sporadically working and not…
Day 165 of 200: Sickbed Confessional
I did not make warm, life-affirming soup for my family before their departure to Oregon. Instead, I told them I was sick and they should bring food, so they did. When I said hello to…