Look, here’s proof, in the form of a bad photo that I removed a lot of digital noise from when I processed it, so now it’s really blurry, but that blob with the guitar? Ryan Adams. I saw him at the Ann Arbor Folk Festival. The reason I was at the Ann Arbor Folk Festival … Continue reading
Years ago now, four of them, maybe (four years? really?), I got an email from a guy I’ll call Greg, because that is his name. He asked me to join the staff of the website Utata, which is the public presence of an active Flickr group. The reason I joined the staff was to write … Continue reading
“I’ve decided I’m going to quit smoking,” I said, rummaging in my bag for a lighter. My best friend said nothing, waited for me to continue. “See, I was going to wait until I’d lost 10 pounds, because quitting smoking is going to make me gain, like, 20. It’s science, I think.” “Okay,” she said. … Continue reading
A woman I work with raises Leader Dogs for the Blind, and just got a new puppy, a black lab named Shiloh. She needed someone to watch the puppy today and, um, ooh! Pick me! So, Shiloh’s been hanging out at my house. At first, Sweet Pea was like, “Um, this is totally not cool, … Continue reading
This year, to put it mildly, has not been my favorite. And as a final “Oh ha! Gotcha!” I’ve been writing this post and got a delightful message from WordPress that it had failed to save anything so it’s all gone and here I am, starting over. This makes me smile, because, well, it figures, … Continue reading
My history with Literary Kicks is a long one, consisting of both online activity and in-person hijinks. The site’s proprietor, Levi, is a good friend — I’ve slept at his place more than once, we’ve been drunk together, and we danced at his wedding (that wedding was more fun than any wedding has a right … Continue reading
I wasn’t particularly looking forward to Christmas this year (I think “dreading” is a more appropriate word, in fact), I think because December last year was an exercise in seeing how miserable I could be and still remain functional (insanely miserable, as it happens), and so the holiday still bore a whiff of “Oh good … Continue reading
Me, upon returning to the front office after interviewing someone for a job: Who got flowers? Person sitting at my desk: You did! Me: Oh! (pause) I did?
Writing this might’ve been a better idea.
This past week, a friend of mine (and an all-around amazing person) tried to end her life, but fortunately the attempt was unsuccessful. This morning, when I had a quiet moment, I got to thinking (as I often do) about life. Sometimes it just seems so big. Too long. Too uncertain. Incredibly difficult and exhausting. … Continue reading
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