May 2013
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Another Chat with Ma
Ma: Will you have someone go to my funeral dressed like the Grim Reaper? Don't say anything. Just stand there.
Me: I'm going to have to start keeping a list of all your postmortem requests.
Ma: I want the Grim Reaper to squeak my clown nose. One time.
Me: How am I going to cremate you and put you in fireworks AND give you a clown nose?
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April 2013
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Just Temp jumping off an eight-foot wall.
Boston
I keep trying to come up with something profound to say, something comforting, something beautiful in the darkness surrounding so many tonight, but every word seems inadequate, every gesture meaningless, every prayer small.
I think I’ll go get a Reese’s instead.
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March 2013
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It turns out procrastination is not typically a function of laziness, apathy or...
– David Cain, “Procrastination Is Not Laziness”.
January 2013
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November 2012
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October 2012
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September 2012
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August 2012
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July 2012
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I need some plastic bags, Caley. Very soft.
– Jared
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June 2012
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Sparkles
I go through phases of obsessively cleaning my jewelry to months of thoughtless neglect as cooking, cleaning and everyday life build up a nasty grime atop my wedding rings. Typically, when I go to my parents’ house to visit I ask my mom to clean them for me (what am I, four?) because she has the best jewelry cleaning solution.
Please disregard the dying flowers.
I finally asked her...
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May 2012
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Friends, Help Me Decide
Jonathan and I just bought a house. Err, a place, I guess. It’s not really a house.
And every house needs a shiny KitchenAid mixer, right?
Even houses of people that don’t mix stuff very often?
I’ve wanted one for years, but I couldn’t justify the cost. Now, I’ve found a great price on one (it’s still high, but, hey, free shipping!), and I justify it by...