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Posts tagged TTHM
Three Scenes From My Life with a Tom Petty Soundtrack
Scene 1: 1996 A bright, sunny day in August, most of my family is huddled under the trees in a small, family cemetery on McColl Road in Savage. They’ve close the road because there are…
It’s Sunday & I’m Boring: My Couch Failed the Bechdel Test
I spent my Valentine’s Day on the couch with some Potato Oles, a bottle of Bulleit, and my Fabulous Friend Jodie (FFJ). We laughed and drank until about 3 a.m. and then crawled up the…
Giving up on Watchmen
I’ve been slowly picking through Watchmen since about September. I’d get so far in the book and then come to the poorly written autobiography stuff and stop. I’d pick it up a few weeks later…
Defending my turf
It’s hard to walk into Supergenius HQ and not talk about books. Instead of art, I have books. Instead of a TV bigger than a postage stamp, I have books. Instead of a clean, clutter…
The worst part was I had to live in Roseville
I dreamt last night that my family made me move into you Aunt Tete’s house in Roseville. I am not sure where my aunt had gone, but all I know is that I was forced…
It is a real job, really
“You work from home on Wednesdays?” the TTHM asked, unable to control his shock and awe. “Yeah,” I said. “THAT’S NOT A JOB!” He shouted into his phone. “Yes it is,” I said. “I have…
Not a complaint, only an observation: on speechlessness and oversharing
It’s after 9 a.m. on a Sunday morning and I haven’t spoken or chatted with anyone since 11 p.m. on Friday. This is not a complaint, only an observation. I did, however, respond to an…
A song that unites a generation of 30something women
“Oh look,” I pointed to the TV above our heads. “That’s kind of phallic.” “Yes,” the TTHM said. “Is this American Girl?” The sound was hard to hear “I believe it is.” I immediately started…
The skanky bowl
Even though I know how it all ends, I still think of that night as one of those defining moments in my life. It was the first real romantic night I’d ever experienced. Of all…