Tag: Chao Camp

  • on hospitals and aliens.

    Dewey update: eighty donations to hospitals, detention centers, schools and library programs. It’s a rough time for fundraising, you guys. I know that I did this all quickly and on the sly, and you have all been fantastic at spreading the word, including some heavy twitter-hitters, but normally Dewey gets a few more books than…

  • The Knee

    The Knee

    I have to write about my knee. I have this list of things next to me that I want to write, some that I actually have to write, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to write about anything until I write about my knee. My left knee. It’s on my mind all…

  • Activating Chao Camp: Absence of Dignity

    July 4th Weekend, 2009: a bunch of fools descend upon Anna Beth Chao’s home in Monroe, Louisiana for four days of beer, music, Sonic, and whatnot. Anna Beth, Allison and Pamie talk about a number of issues, including the state of their hair (or lack thereof), their superpowers (or lack thereof), and dignity (or lack…

  • aw, go ‘ohwn.

    I had a meeting yesterday in the office across from the office where I had my very first feature general meeting, almost four years ago. About thirty seconds into our conversation — and I never do this — I asked the woman I’d just met, “Are you from Texas or Louisiana?” She stopped for a…

  • using flickr to send a note to mad.

    using flickr to send a note to mad.

    Aw, Mad. I sure do miss you. Last night at the hotel I saw an ad for the movie Sky High, and now I owe you an apology. Remember when I tried to talk you out of watching it, that night at the crawfish restaurant when you told me you wanted to see it? Remember…

  • LA to L.A.

    Thank you, Chao Camp: Fireworks and darts. Walks on the levee with Mad. Outdoor showers and gossiping through another bottle of wine. The Poor Bastards, and their band with lots of heart. Teasing stee for being such a city boy. Disappearing behind camo. Crawfish. Lots of crawfish. Chris jamming on the drum machine. Our amazing…

  • morning.

    Live band Karaoke until three in the morning. I just finished taking my outdoor shower and opened the computer to find no less than seven browser windows open to guitar tabs and lyrics. Chao Camp, you are fun.

  • one year ago, right now.

    one year ago, right now.

    My cell phone keeps going off with well-wishes for our anniversary, from loved ones we were with just one year ago today. We never forget how lucky we were to spend this moment with one hundred and ten fantastic people who keep us smiling. And that’s not just the Funroe talking.