Month: August 2005
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don’t worry…
I thought I’d be a good girl this morning, and do some yoga before heading to work, as we got a later call time today. I pulled out my mat and hit mute on the television, willing to do my workout to the sound of Howard Stern. Stee’s morning ritual dictates the only sound other…
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Beatles: Help!
Song: “You Like Me Too Much” In the Stones/Beatles debate, if you even say the word “Stones,” you go down so many notches in my book. So many notches. It’s similar to the Violent Femmes/They Might Be Giants debate, but I let the TMBG fans have a little more credit, because I have way too…
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i want to eat my car
It’s been a week of strange nostalgia. My mom sent my brother a giant box of videotapes encompassing a rather lengthy swath of our histories, beginning when I was around twelve years old and terminating rather abruptly the second I graduated from high school. Like, the SECOND. In fact, the tape labeled “Dan’s High School…
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“And I Realize, My Darling, You’re My Story.”
The Damn Millionaires have put up a clip of Brand New Year. It was six hours before my wedding when Al, Chris, AB and Vince sat me down in front of Vince’s computer and let me listen to the song their band had made to celebrate our marriage. Every lyric has Al’s wink in it…
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The Cure: Disintegration
Song: “Love Song” The sound of The Cure reminds me of my first year I moved to Houston. I went to two different schools in that time, and it was a huge switch from living in Jackson, Mississsippi. The music changed completely. Back in Jackson, I was pretty much on my own in terms of…
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spiders on spiders
If most of the men in my life have one thing in common, it’s a fear of spiders. I don’t mean the kind of ickiness where you know there’s something weird and it freaks you out — like one man who had a fear of birds. This I came to understand. The eyes. They’re dead.…
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good and bad conversation of the day
GOOD: Me: I mean, yes. I suck at pool, but it’s fun to finally have, like, an actual hobby. My editor: You know I have a pool table in my house. Me: You have a what table in the where now? My editor: It’s on a little balcony that overlooks the large-screen TV. My writing…
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here’s what i get for bragging…
I just got my parking spot moved. I swear, I hadn’t said anything to anyone about how awesome it was to have a parking spot. One late night confession, and look what happens! Now I’m tandem! Tandem! Which one of you has the Voodoo doll?
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High Class Problems
It’s late, but I’ve got The Insomnia, so here I am, writing another entry. Will the wine work, or will the writing work? One of these things should get me sleepy. I’ve got work in the morning. Um. So. I ran into my friend Alex at the store last night. We went to college in…
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Weezer: Pinkerton
Song: “Across the Sea” I know, I know. Any excuse to talk about Weezer. But I swear, this is the song on my iPod! I promise! I was just singing it.