my may has flown by. goodbye may, i say! i took on one too many projects that have all taken up too much space. the most ambitious? costuming a musical. it was on my 2010 to do list. somehow, written on a piece of paper, ‘costuming a musical’ sounds attainable, doable, easy. it’s the farthest thing from it. for the past three weeks, i’ve waken up everyday thinking about...
last time i saw you, you had that ass hat on– seriously, the last time he saw her, she was wearing a donkey hat
there is no reason his credit card should be declined. he’s a priest!– isaiah
denise from the census bureau called ‘to chat’ cut to the chase, denise, i know what you want. you just want to make me feel stupid for living alone. she asked me if i was housing any nursing home patients, people out of prison, babies or military personnel. i told her that i didn’t think so, but i was housing a convicted baby marine who has a full-time nurse. denise...
last night, my sister sarah told me that she thinks that we would be great conjoined twins. loveable, laughable conjoined twins. i had to argue slightly as i think if we were born conjoined twins we may not be the same loveable, laughable selves that we are as free-standing individuals. but the more we talked on the phone, the more i thought we definitely could have made a name for ourselves....
let me call you right back, i’m on the phone with buffalo exchange– sarah is putting in a customer service complaint
my brain is like a robots connection/systems that...
my nephew jackson wrote a poem for school the other day: my brain is like a robots connection systems that never shut down my cousins are like my friends my friends are like my family my glasses are like harry potter’s my heart holds weirdness that is as awesome and bizarre as a scrambled egg with ketchup i live in this wacky mixed up universe of ours, and eat lots of steak and what...
there is no stoppin' the soo hoo brothers.
remember when i went through that phase where i liked michael bolton?– how could we forget, mom?
the professor and little fin
i found myself in portsmouth, new hampshire for a wedding this past weekend. i thought it was a funny little charming storybook town—although, being from chicago, i’m sure that there are more funny little charming storybook towns in new england that i have yet to see. there was a store called ‘putting on the glitz’ and i thought that was funny. in boston, there is a tiny...