My little sister turned twenty-five today. She’s the same age I was when I moved to Los Angeles. That doesn’t make any sense at all to me, because she’s forever frozen as twelve in my brain. I can still picture her standing at the end of this hallway, holding her hamster in her hand, asking…

It’s my sister’s birthday today, so I’m in Houston. I’m sitting in the room that used to be my bedroom when I was in high school. It is now the computer room. Where I’m sitting used to be my television and dresser, and a floral-print couch now rests where my bed used to be. The…

I have had a few accomplishments and creations this year that I am proud of. Similarly, Dave, Tara and stee have quite a few things to buff their knuckles about. But I do believe our greatest achievement of the year may be Mullendash! Enjoy the game that everyone can play. Here’s my writing tip to…

You can read the first chapter of one of my favorite books. Here’s how.

I’m ignoring the strange amount of alt country that’s suddenly on the blog by going through my mail bag with you. This is a sampling from the past three weeks. Pamie, I know you have been busy, but I can’t believe you haven’t mentioned that Johnny Depp was named People Magazine’s Sexiest Man Alive for…

Reading my mail. I’m not going to comment on the alt country love here today. But Dan, I know you’ve made a small section of the readership very happy here today.

Thank you for calling Adolphia Cable. Due to our current financial situation, all of our three operators are currently assisting other frustrated customers. We know you have next to no other alternative, due to our convenient monopoly, and we’d like to thank you for being too cheap to move to Venice Beach, or splurge for…

I had worked all day in a shop, standing on my feet, ironing for hours. It was cold. Jessica was the first to suggest I should just go home instead of going through with my plans for the evening. “It’s late, it’s cold, and you’re tired,” she said. “Go home and take a bath.” “No,…

So I must visit him through his journal. He tells the same Vegas Recap I would have… except he won a bunch of money and I lost everything I came with. Because I always do.

Thanks, everybody, for my diarist award.