I had a thought. It’s not much, and I don’t even know why I’m feeling it acutely these days, but here it is.
It bothers me when people use their singleness as an excuse for continued adolescence.
I don’t want to use my singleness as an excuse for continued adolescence.
That’s all.
I never thought I’d see the day, but sure enough.
Like the Terminator, like Backstreet…
Nashville is a squeal of delight.
But Seattle is a sigh of relief.
If I were a nun, I’d be so happy
And sad.
Me: “Don’t you want to roll your eyes at people who don’t know the difference between stationary and stationery?”
Him: “It’s an easy mistake – the only way I remember it is that e goes with envelope.”
Me: “I remember it because e goes with letter… which, now that I think about it, is a completely useless mnemonic device.”
Emma is a very cool place with very cool people.
But on Sunday, PZC asked me, “So, now that you work at Emma, are you going to be one of the effortlessly hip?”
“Um… no, probably not.”
“I know,” he replied.
Me: How can they tell how old an eagle is?
Her: They measure its crow’s feet!
Number of times my car has been towed: 1
A blog is coming after lunch. Patience, my people. I’m moving a little slow today…
