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Did Sly stop with “Rocky IV”? Did Nadia Suleman call it quits after 6 kids? Did having brothers named Track and Trig prevent Bristol Palin from naming her son Tripp? No. And in the same way, bucking common sense and what might seem like an obvious result… did the demise of my temp-job in this…

Hey, remember when I used to post every morning, Monday through Friday – and not at all on the weekends?  Well, listen up, my little parakeets: those days are over. I don’t know what days are upon us.  But the fact of the matter is that my life is different.  I don’t know where it’s…

I am blogging to say that I cannot blog today. I am too busy dead-bolting the office doors to keep the press away, abandoning my front-lines lobby perch, and hunkering down in the back at a desk with a spectacular view. Yes, seriously. It’s been very exciting – in an “I might vomit” kind of…

Every morning at work, I park the old Honda in a garage, and then walk down 3 flights of stairs, across a little driveway, between some dumpsters, and then let myself in the back door by the loading dock using my key card. It’s not glamorous – especially when someone consistently leaves his or her…

Some days, it’s easy to get stuck in the doldrums of life: wake up, brush teeth, go to work, email, lunch, email, home, run, shower, sleep. Rinse and repeat. That’s why last night it came as such a welcome surprise to be offered a ticket to the live show “Dancing With the Stars” – because…

All the single ladies My pal Andy Merrick just posted the beginning of a 3-part series entitled “Why Guys Aren’t Asking You Out.” Andy is one of my favorite people to read, and this first installment had me laughing out loud. In fact, I was still in bed this morning, barely awake, reading until I…

Christmas is closing in all around me, like an army of ants on a stale, crusty French fry. I am the French fry. I have barely done any Christmas shopping, and with my big move happening in 3 days, I’m not sure when I’ll have the chance to get some ho-ho-ho-ing done. (I don’t think…

At church on Sunday night, the pastor mentioned that in all of his interactions with people of my generation, the overwhelming majority of us feel apathetic and bored. I know that I do – at least, very often I do. We’re all wrestling with the questions, “What is my purpose?” “What am I good at?”…

“I’m tired.”“Really tired.”“I need coffee.”“I didn’t get coffee this morning.”“I also didn’t shower.”“That’s beside the point.”“I should go downstairs to the coffee shop.”“Okay, I’ll go.”“This elevator takes forever.”“Oh no, someone else is getting on the elevator.”“Awkward.”“Pretend to count change in your wallet.”“Watch the lights – floor 5… 4… 3… 2…”“Finally – lobby!”“Walk quickly.”“Wait – there’s…

Co-worker: Have you reached 1,000 yet? Me: YES! A couple of days ago! Co-worker: Only 2,500 to go. Me: What…? Oh. I thought you were talking about Facebook friends. He was not. He was talking about stuffing envelopes. – – – – – – – – I helped decorate the lobby for Christmas yesterday, which…