I’m endeavoring to let my low-rise jeans just go ahead and rise lowly today, and it’s driving me nutso. When they sit where (Gap says) they’re supposed to sit, they don’t fit the way (my ass says) they’re supposed to fit. I finally located a Scrabble-tile necklace I bought about a year or forever ago, [...]
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President Obama takes his girls to your neighborhood frozen custard place, and you take a detour to the grocery store. Welcome to the neighborhood, sir. Note: Every shop on The Avenue has dog treats that are presidential-puppy-worthy. I should’ve just stopped and gotten a picture of my own, but seriously? This really does happen all the time. But [...]
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The new TV comes in today. Assuming I don’t need to call in reinforcements to help me lift the thing to its perch and hook it up to the cable and DVD/VCR, how should I test out its features this weekend?
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I was asked to write an article, and it just came out: SNAP In Touch newsletter, June 2009 Justifying Social Media Feels great, but also a little funny. I haven’t published anything outside my job description since college. Perhaps this will show up in my Google results instead of the February 2009 police report for [...]
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Y’all, I finally gave up and ordered a new TV. And because I would very much like this TV to last as long as the one it’s replacing (which I bought the summer I moved in with Tammy in Dublin–1998?), I spent some cash on it. It was on sale, there was free shipping, but [...]
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First, Do No Harm I clicked over from Shapely Prose, lured in by a link in Notes from the Fatosphere feed: “That number on the chart means everything else I’ve said is a lie?” It’s stories–lots and lots of stories–of people in various stages of subjective fatness and how they’ve been treated by doctors. And [...]
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Currently taking up space in my head: Continuing organizational changes. My boss is leaving. I haven’t said anything on here because it’s her news, not mine, and I know there are some worklurkers reading from time to time (hi, guys!). But enough people have heard about it and started asking me about it that I [...]
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Oh, hello, 14th and U Farmers Market. Let’s be friends. The haul: 2 bunches of asparagus 1 quart of strawberries 1 head of broccoli 1 garlic chive plant 12 GORGEOUS mallard eggs. Half of them are a beautiful blue-green, and half are…well. Do you remember school projects that used coffee to dye paper so it [...]
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“This class blows.” This was how my instructor kicked off our first class last night with the honorable intention of managing our expectations. She told us it would likely be the most boring and demanding class we would take in grad school, but we have to take it and the crap we do will prepare [...]
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Someone needs to make a candle that smells like the inside of a Penzey’s. I went to my local store yesterday (endlessly grateful to have a local store) and came away with: Arrowroot starch Bay leaves Cardamom Celery flakes Dill weed Marjoram Mustard, ground Oregano Parsley Renewed interest in flavor I would like it noted [...]
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