When my sister in law throws kids’ parties, she aims for the fence.
Me: “Oh! The opening ceremonies! How are they so far?” Dad: “Creepy.” — Bob Costas and Matt Lauer: *inane chatter during the parade of countries* Dad: “Ugh. Listen to these two morons.” Me: “I know. They’re awful.” Dad: “The worst part is that they’ve rehearsed this. They sat down, practiced saying all this crap, and … Continue reading
Looks like I have tendonitis in my left knee (and a little bit in my right), brought on by repetitive stress at work (did you know children are small and require you to constantly bend down?) and my own stubborn “walk-it-off” approach to the pain. So I’ve taken the past two nights off of … Continue reading
This face translated means: “You’ve written enough tonight. You also worked all day. You should sit back, turn on Breaking Bad, and scratch me under my chin for a while.”
Just got back from a bike ride. The air is temperate and fresh after today’s thunderstorms, so I figured I’d take The Admiral out for an evening ride in the park just above my apartment. Fewer bitchy comments aimed at you when you exercise outside, although I have to deal with my other pet peeve: … Continue reading
I call my iPod the iBrody because I have a weird habit of naming my electronic devices after whichever male actor catches my fancy at the time of purchase. The year was 2010, for some reason it was Adrian Brody, and so it’s the iBrody, now and forever, until it perishes. ANYWAY! The song of … Continue reading
Earlier today, I was at the gym (as you do), listening to the Throwing Shade podcast (as I do). Bryan Safi was just saying something absurd when I overheard this gem from a girl to, ostensibly, her boyfriend: “It’s weird when fat people come here, but then, like, i workout harder when they do, you … Continue reading