-
There goes one smart lady.
RIP Molly Ivins. I hope you and Ann Richards are having a Texas-style tea party up there right now, catching up on old times. -
Reasons it's okay to be me today
1. I went skating again last night. My goal was to fall less than five times; I didn't fall once (though Lord knows, I came close). What really helped was when one of the rollergirls suggested that I undo the top two laceholes of my very stiff rental skate boots, which finally allowed me to bend my knees, which is what I really needed. By the end ( Read more... ) -
Let's get Prousty!
Can't get enough of my tirades about dead French authors? Go here to get an RSS feed of my big Proustian hissy-fit of a blog sent to your LJ. New posts starting in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... -
Proust--can I get a witness?
Hey, so the Proust blog is loaded. I didn't add in any of your comments yet, because I wanted to ask permission to copy them onto the new site. I figured I'd just add them as anonymous posts with an intro tag that says, "Jazz said..." or whatever. If you want, I can just use initials instead of your full noms de LJ. Would that be okay with y'all? ( Read more... ) -
Here we go again.
Time for my annual Chinese New Year mix CD. Last year was easy, since it was Year of the Dog, and everyone from Elvis to George Clinton has written a song about a dog. This year is the Year of the Pig, which should be a little tougher but not impossible. I need pig songs, people. Doesn't need to have "pig" in the title, but there should be a fairly ( Read more... ) -
At last the story can be told.
It all started back in October, I think at the Atomic Pop opening party. I was standing outside Pop with Daybook while she grabbed a smoke, and I asked her if she wanted to get in on the group birthday celebration that Plantastic, Planetgrey, and I were putting together. (Remember the corn maze? Good times, good times.) Daybook said she wasn't ( Read more... ) -
My ass, and why it hurts.
Went to Open Skate last night, and had a lot of fun--though I don't think anyone watching me thought I did. I was easily the worst skater on the rink--and that included some six-year-olds--but what the hell, I've been roller skating precisely once before in my life, when I was 12 or something, and I know I'm really physically uncoordinated, so this ( Read more... ) -
...and this is how Amazon keeps getting my money.
My stepfather is hell to shop for. Every year, I wind up begging my mother for advice on what to get him. This year she suggested a Fats Waller CD. Okay, cool. So after the dinner last night, I swung by the Rec&Tape Traders on Charles. I walk in and go toward the back. A young saleswoman--probably a Hopkins student--asks what I'm looking for.
"Blues ( Read more... ) -
I've had my new glasses on for the last three hours...
...and not a single person in the office has noticed the difference. Heh.
