Esteban thinks that he’s not a writer, but he sent me a link to an entry on his own blog and I beg to differ. Out of courtesy, we don’t read each other’s blogs unless the other specifically sends a link, and out of the same courtesy, I’m not going to give you a link […]
(Driving home from getting coffee on Sunday morning) Weetabix : Look at how that chick is running. Esteban : Aw, be nice. She’s getting some exercise! Weetabix : If you run like a spaz, maybe jogging in public isn’t the best idea. Esteban : Maybe I should stop the car and we can get out […]
Esteban and I have a Sunday morning ritual that usually involves him making breakfast (the man is a master egg wrangler… his scrambled eggs have an artful consistency that I’ve never been able to duplicate. My omelets are supreme, but overall, he owns the egg oeuvre), coffee, a newspaper and our collective heckling of the […]
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I should have guilt for not having done a real entry in something like forty-two days. I should, but I don’t. Lessee, what happened’ Remember the whole ‘Will I lose my job?’ thing followed by the ‘No, we’ve saved your job, but everyone else should pay no attention to the man behind the curtain […]
For someone who likes to be pregnant as little as possible, I pay pitifully little attention to the schedule of the magical Not Pregnant Fiesta each month. I don’t understand how that becomes a non-issue in my head. I know when it’s happening, I’m happy when it’s done, but if it isn’t one of those […]
I know that just about everyone loves Elton John’s ‘Tiny Dancer’. The Ben Harper version is spectacular, in fact. But the song has always kind of creeped me out. ‘Now she’s in me’ always with me’ Tiny Dancer in my hand’. Is it just me? I kind of get an Ed Gein vibe out […]
So Esteban. He’s been feeling very tired recently. When we went to the Ren Faire, he kept lagging behind, unable to keep up with me, even from the first minute we got out of the car. I had been impatient with him, kept stopping and exasperatingly saying ‘Would you COME ON!’ He stopped drinking caffeine […]
I’m ticked. Apparently, I missed out on a grand tradition at my college. The Shoe Tree fell over. Crap. That ticks me off. I had no idea that it even existed. I never actually lived on that campus, transferring from the University of Wisconsin-Stevens Point when I was a sophomore to live with Esteban in […]
Saturday, January 5, 2002
Esteban: How are you feeling? Weetabix: Like dog saliva. Esteban: Yum. Weetabix: (Watching a commercial for Hair Club for Men)The first rule about Hair Club: don’t talk about Hair Club. The second rule about Hair Club: you don’t talk about Hair Club. Esteban: Yes, maybe you should stop reading that book… by the way, now […]
Friday, September 28, 2001
Men rock. I love men. That is all. Did you know that the sales of atlases have risen along with the sales of American flags? It’s almost as though our country has gone through a kind of revision back to the 1950’s. This is a form of cold war that we are fighting right now. […]
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