Man, did my husband smell good when he left for camping. Should I be worried that he put on aftershave before going up to an All-Man Weekend? I have no plans this weekend, other than trying to reassure the cat. Actually, I take that back’ I’m going to work on freelance stuff, but other than […]
I know that everyone everywhere has probably read about this, but the line “We’ve been bleaching lots of Texan winkers.” needs to be part of an award-winning poem. Esteban’s going to his annual Men/Dork Camping Weekend. I’m somewhat offended by the insistence of Men’s Camping Weekend (No GURLZ ALOUD!) because until the rest of the […]
So, I was just in Chicago for exactly 29 hours. It was fun way to spend two vacation days, in the way that sitting in a conference room talking about technology articles is fun. But there were cookies. And no Starbucks. At one point, an editor walked in with a cup bearing the telltale green […]
Garg, I planned to write the second half of the San Francisco entry, but then my computer rebooted itself with a half-written entry sitting there in Word so here’s the short version: Wake up, books, cute smart boy, nap, cute smart Pie, cute smart Fu, sing songs, get bitten, Saved by the Bell, surreal pantscakes, […]
To the people of London: Stay strong. Be safe. I land in the San Francisco International Airport and feel very alone. Esteban is in the outskirts of London, Ontario and has no cell service (but, oddly enough, wireless internet) and unlike previous trips, I do not expect anyone to pick me up from the airport. […]
Dooooooom. Doom! Oh, Doom. And have I mentioned doom? That’s right. DOOM. Here I am, sitting in Sweetabix’s hotel room, seconds away from death. DOOM. I ate a Jello Fruit Snack! So I can die happy. But then there’s that death part, and death is not so happy. Doom. We are waiting for a Kelly […]
