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Before I talk about the New Year, I should tell you that I’ve been doing some reading. I jump between funny women’s memoirs (Jill Soloway’s Tiny Ladies in Shiny Pants, and Beth Lisick’s Everybody in the Pool) and bombastic, arrogant, man writers (Chuck Klosterman’s Killing yourself to Live, and Dave Eggers’ You Shall Know Our Velocity), and what I ( Read more... )

You know… I don’t like reading journals or blogs that are all “woe’s me!!” and I certainly don’t want to be a party to such things… but I am… get ready for some complainin ( Read more... )

You know, I’m not ready for Christmas. I’m really not even ready for Halloween to be honest. This whole end of the year holiday season has sort of flown by me. Here’s the thing, it’s like two degrees outside right now, at this very moment there’s a Target Christmas commercial on my television, it was my job to decorate the bookstore with fake ( Read more... )

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard, “Ohmigod. I can’t believe you said that, you’re going to hell ( Read more... )

He takes a bite of his ranch style beans, took a swig of Dr. Pepper, burped out loud, and started writing ( Read more... )

So, the other day I get this call from Theater Guy, who say's, "I bought a new bike. Blah, blah, blah, do you want my old bike ( Read more... )

First off, I’d like to apologize to Theater Guy. He invited me out to see the comedy troupe he performs with (French Club Dropouts- Thursday’s at the West End Comedy Club in Dallas, TX), even set up a comp pass for me, and me being me, antisocial, and reclusive, didn’t go. In my defense, my part time lactose intolerance-y reared its ugly head ( Read more... )