5. lost.
I can’t find anything in this place, and it’s making me crazy. If you can show me which box the new Sedaris book is in, I’ll give you fifty bucks.
I can’t find anything in this place, and it’s making me crazy. If you can show me which box the new Sedaris book is in, I’ll give you fifty bucks.
Go vote, for crying out loud. I don’t care who you vote for — actually, that’s not quite true — but go do it. OK? Good.
(A note: I’m using the WordPress iPhone app to post this week, at least until we get the internets installed in the house later this week. It works well, but there are limitations. Like I can’t control the placement of photos, and using links are impossible as far as I can tell. And that’s bad… Read More 3. bad. good.
Things I’ve learned while moving this week: 1. We would have died this week — or at least we wouldn’t have finished moving — if it had not been for the Forearm Forklift, an As Seen On TV contraption that allows people with questionable stamina and strength to lift and control large, heavy objects. Like,… Read More 2. strapped.
This marks my first entry in this year’s big National Blog Posting Month — NaBloPoMo, as you’ve heard before. At the start of 2008, the NaBloPoMo organizers announced they were taking their efforts monthly, instead of reserving them for November, as they had done in the past. I’ve tried two other months this year, and… Read More 1. home.
Two straight weekends with the Florida kids has been awesome. And exhausting. It’s also completely crushed this month’s NaBloPoMo efforts. Ooops. I’m not blaming the annual Northern Tour, mind you — but it has provided a convenient excuse on those days in the last two weeks when I’ve been struggling. I’m still tired, and I’m… Read More gghshgkftz.