Year: 2005
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This Is Not My Beautiful Life. Or, Is It?
It seems like lifetimes ago that Toby Joe and I were living in D.C. It seems like a lifetime ago we then picked up everything and moved to San Francisco. And it seems like not so long ago we were packing everything back up and moving back to New York City. And it seems that…
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Car Fortune Cookies
Yesterday, I went to my first office happy hour. I’m pretty sure the Devil came up with this concept of the “Happy Hour”. I feel a bit fishy today. But that’s not why I’m writing. I’m writing to say that last night after we got home, I decided to leave notes on several of the…
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Because I’m a Creep. I’m a Widow. What the Hell Am I Doing Here?
I Don’t Belong Here. About a year ago, I was a member of an online message board. Normally, I don’t do the whole Internet discussion thing. But this time I knew most of the folks involved personally so I figured it’d be O.K. Usually, I try and stick to only posting here. I will do…
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Text Message Hall of Fame
I received a text message from a girlfriend on Saturday night. It read: What time is babes open til? 12:14 AM 13-NOV-05 For those of you unsure of what “Babes” means click here. (Landing page is safe for work. But other pages might note be.) Edited to add: If you can’t get in, it’s just…
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Beacon
Toby Joe and I took Friday off and headed up to Beacon, New York to check out the town. (We’ve been toying with moving upstate so we can make hundreds of babies and adopt thousands of cats and drink honey and eat tea and grow stuff.) Beacon is about an hour north on Metro North.…
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Soup Man
Today, i have decided to get soup from The Soup Nazi. He recently opened a store on the corner right below my office. (Yes, the guy who inspired that Seinfeld episode.) If I do not report back within the next day or two, send help to 42nd and Fifth Avenue.
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The Rockettes
For Christmas this year, my family is going to have an early dinner at the Rock Center Café at Rockefeller Center. We’ve done this for two years now. IT’s quite lovely especially if it snows. This was taken last year. Look how happy we are. It was really really cold last year, bitterly so. This…
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These Things Happen.
Say you’re at a bar and you see a girl and she’s hot. Say she thinks you’re hot, too. Say you go home with her. Say the last thing you remember before falling asleep was being in her bed. Then how was it you woke up the following morning on a couch being spooned by…
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The Horror. The Horror.
The other night, I decided to look through old photographs. And by “old” I mean from 2001 (not that old). Please, if you ever take anything you read on here seriously, embrace the next sentence with both hands: Do not take a walk down memory lane especially if you’re premenstrual. The good news is, I’m…
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Ludacris? Yes.
Pennsytuckey surprises me. The Intelligent Design idea has been nixed. ‘We are all for it being discussed, but we do not want to see it in biology class,’ said Judy McIlvaine, a member of the winning slate. ‘It is not a science.’ Only barely not even close to the topic, Toby Joe and I had…
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