I am on a plane to San Francisco. Right now. When it was my turn at JFK airport security this morning, I handed the TSA agent my new horrible license (see picture) and a sheet of sudoku puzzles. I know, he was also confused. He looked at both sides of the paper, then asked, “Miss, … Continue reading »
Stranger Danger
THE MEET It was Spring in Chicago. Well, that’s one way to put it. Another way, is to say that it was sometime between St Paddy’s and the Cubs opener, somewhere between Wrigleyville and Lincoln Park. This is the magical space where late 20-somethings transform into beer-hungry teenagers. I – with my sister and a … Continue reading »
Peace and Love xoxo
I know a great pair of gals, a real case of yin and yang. The first is named Topanga. She was raised in Malibu, has long curly dark hair, and grew up to be a writer / modern dancer / yoga instructor. The second is named Addison. She was raised in an east coast prep … Continue reading »
The Chicken Story
Sometimes people ask me to tell The Chicken Story because it answers a lot of questions, such as: Questions at the time – What is that noise coming from downstairs? – Why are there feathers all over my car? Questions that people ask today – Why were you laugh-crying during the opening scene of The … Continue reading »
Zombie Nation
There are a few solid ways to rot your brian: Sipping the sizzup (thank you Lil’ Wayne), or Dropping a sheet of acid (thank you SLC Punk video!), and/or Getting preggers (thank you Michelle Duggar). I just found a new one, which is logging long flights in a short period of time. Some of us … Continue reading »
The Wedding Fire
Maybe it’s because I just binge-watched 3 seasons of Downton Abbey, or because I went to a wedding in London recently, but my internal dialogue is running in an English accent. All I want to do is talk about the Dowager Countess, and Lady Mary, and Daisy, and horrible O’Brien, but I should tell a … Continue reading »
Blastoff
I’m headed to my parents’ house right now to celebrate Christmas for 8 days straight. Like Scandinavian Hanukkah, but with more carols. In preparation for the trip, I ate all of this week’s left-overs cleaned out the fridge, laundered the linens for the house-sitters (albeit too early since I slept in a Snuggie last night), … Continue reading »
Thunderstruck
For college, I went to a nerd school. Nerdwestern. And it was amazing. We showed up to legions of like-minded kids who read for fun and debated recreationally. As a girl, this was cool with me, but my three dude engineer friends wanted to meet chicks like they’d seen in R-rated college movies. More specifically, … Continue reading »