"If you can't be pretty, you might as well cause trouble" – Florence King
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 30th, 2006
Dad and I have long held a special rapport. According to family legend, he bore witness to the utterance of my first intelligible word. As the story goes, he was slicing up cheese for a customer's cheeseburger, and I was sitting in my high-chair looking on. After a period of time eyeballing the cheese, I'm […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 30th, 2006
“Watch out for snakes,” was Mom's standard admonishment to my sister and me when we set out in the summer to go play, especially when we’d set out to go play down by the river or ride our bikes up the hill south of the old bridge. It was not without reason that Mom gave […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 30th, 2006
Audrey and me, ages 2 and 4 respectively I call myself “Ornery Chick” here, but to give credit where it's due, I'd have to say my sister is probably the original ornery chick in our family. The girl was born with a twinkle in her eye and mischief on her mind, and it didn't take […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 23rd, 2006
I've been thinking of doing this for a long while, and have decided that now is the time. I really feel like I lucked out in the family draw; we're all a little hwacky, but mostly-functional and we all love each other dearly and tend to show it pretty effortlessly. I consider my Mom, Dad, […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 22nd, 2006
Rock-n-roll, the name, comes from an old suphamistic, descriptive slang term for sex. And old rock-n-roll was a little raunchy. Of course given the mores of its time, the innuendo was generally couched pretty subtly…if you didn't know it might be there, you might miss it. A lot was in the delivery. A couple of […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 22nd, 2006
I broke my glasses about a week and a half ago. REALLY broke 'em. I wasn't doing anything particular, either, just pushing them up, when one bow fell completely off. I immediately thougth the screw had come out, but no, the bow had snapped off just behind the hinges. Fie! I liked these glasses. I […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 18th, 2006
I finally lost my composure tonight and attacked my hair. I'd been trying to grow it out for Halloween, for my Cyndi Lauper costume, but I have resolved to modify an old wig for the occasion. As much as I love playing dress-up, I simply can't feature looking like a rejected Beatle for another two-and-a-half […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 16th, 2006
Do you know how sometimes you find yourself in the grips of something ever and ever so much larger than yourself, powerless to affect the course of action? Well, last night, while riding out at Blue River Parkway, Gravity took me in a rough embrace and whirled me into a particularly violent tango, whether or […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 13th, 2006
The done thing in the 1993-94 schoolyear in Hemingford, NE, was to dye your hair with Kool-Ade. I always wanted to, but was too chicken. I felt that my one attractive feature was my waist-length golden-brown hair, and didn't want to risk fucking up my one charm point. Fast-forward to 2006. Now is a time […]
Posted in Imports from old blogs on Aug 13th, 2006
Today was a pretty darn lazy day. My only agenda item for today was to go down to the Plaza and buy my mom's birthday present. As it turns out, the shop I'd intended to go to has gone out of business since the last time I was down there. D'oh! Nonetheless I found something […]