4:22am I have begun to realize that life is just a series of waiting rooms. You wait all week for the weekend to start. You wait on your doorstep for the taxi to arrive, then you wait in the cab making patient small talk with the driver. You stand and wait with your luggage through… Continue reading Captain’s Log, Stardate April 26th, PDX Int’l Airport
Here's a fun fact about me: I hate riding in elevators. I know, I know: Hate is a strong word, and I try to avoid using it (see this post and this one - and, if you're just plain hard up for reading material - this one). But I'm sticking firm to my verbiage here. I… Continue reading Take the stairs.
Things are happening! Things and stuff and... happenings!In case you didn't read between the lines in my recent post about jitters, I just got a new job! A writing job! And giving Susie a writing job is something like Tom Hanks becoming a professional toy-tester in the movie "Big." This was my first week, and for days I've been itching to just tap… Continue reading New Things! Exciting Stuff!
Sit down boys and girls, and I’ll tell you a tale. About taxes, adulthood, and thinking things through. Take heed of the dangers of snacking and snail mail! Kids, I spilled guacamole on my W-2. The IRS website was awfully picky On page order, staples, and what to include. So getting it perfect is terribly… Continue reading On Snacks and Taxes
He's still talking.If you had told me 20 minutes ago, I would absolutely not have believed you. "No way," I would have said. "No way he will still be talking 20 minutes from now." My over-confident, 20-minutes-ago-self would have patted you condescendingly on the shoulder and told you, regretfully, that you must be mistaken.And yet… Continue reading He’s Still Talking.
Well hey there, readers! I imagine you're wondering why I've been MIA all week. (...Or, much more likely, you didn't notice my absence at all. You walked around your life all tra-la-la and didn't give a flying rat's patootie about me and my blogging lull. But I would rather believe you were frantically pacing the floor,… Continue reading Brain Fluffies
Taylor is at a super important work conference this week, which means I have the house to myself. For other, more functional human beings, this might mean a certain sense of freedom - a refuge from the standard routine and an opportunity to indulge. For non-functional human beings (READ: psychopaths; Susie), this week means obsessive,… Continue reading Why I Should Never Be Left Home Alone