Posted in the wayback machine on Monday 04. 30. 07
If this were a different type of blog, I’d blog my weekend. In detail. But, well, my date reads my blog. He admins my blog. Somehow, for some reason, I feel restricted by that. If you’re reading my stuff, say, on a Tuesday, and you’re thinking to yourself: I think she’s holding something back, it’s probably because, well, Q […]
Posted in the wayback machine on Sunday 04. 29. 07
With two losses in Utah, the Rockets should be depending on their home court advantage to get them past the first round. If each home team wins its games, we’re good since, for you non-fans, we play four of the seven games at home in Houston. My weekend was very nice. I’m right now in my […]
Posted in the wayback machine on Friday 04. 27. 07
I am the worst traveler. Wait…I am the worst preparer for travel. That’s more accurate. I’m only going five hours away, for God’s sake. How hard can that be? Hard when I can’t find my travel bag, the kids’ travel bag, my stuff that goes in the bag or the kids’ stuff that’s going in theirs. […]
Posted in interviews, the wayback machine on Thursday 04. 26. 07
Interview matches are here. Totally scientific and random system combined with a little pen to paper. Watch your email box for your match’s email address so you can send the questions, but feel free to start grazing archives for your research. I’m leaving on a jet plane. Don’t know when I’ll be back again (Sunday). If you have […]
Posted in interviews, the wayback machine on Wednesday 04. 25. 07
I’ve been reading the interview meme that is choking the life out of the Blogistani citizens lately. I was totally uninterested until Gemellen joined in. If she’s asking, I’m answering. Her interview with me: You have the option to redo your “college” years. What would you do differently? I wouldn’t have gone to college right after high school. […]
Posted in the wayback machine on Wednesday 04. 25. 07
Especially off this one. Here is a clip of a song I like from the GSR mix CDs. Amy Rigby. She wrote Cynically Yours just for me even though she and I have never met. Life works like that. Behind our backs and shit. Your personal exploitation efforts in comments. [21 missing, exploitative comments]
