Month: August 2008

Dear Self, You’ve made it to your 26th birthday without winding up dead, pregnant, or in jail – congratulations! As your friend Joel once told you, and you have now adopted as your occasional motto, “It could be worse.” Ah, the negative spin on a positive idea… you have always excelled at such sentiments. So…

I knew I could count on you. The music suggestions that you gave me this past week have succeeded in breaking me out of my same ol’ same ol’ playlists, and expanded my musical horizons. I have been stretched, I have been grown, I have been challenged, and for this, I thank you. I also…

Gentlemen, for weathering yesterday’s post, you are nothing short of saints. You steered clear of the comment board (good call), and surely felt a bit disturbed by the festival of estrogen emblazoned across Maundering Pondering. Well, guess what? This blog’s for you. I would like to talk about Batman. For nearly 26 years, I have…