And now for something completely different. Except, not so much. I’ve been contemplating the idea of ads and things of that ilk for a goodly bit. Would it change my content, overmuch? Might people resent the sponsorrific nature of certain posts? Will you still respect me in the morning? (Although, let’s be honest here. If you’re a repeat reader even after my Michael Bolton post and with the knowledge that I can eat a bag of tamales in one sitting- you’re {Read More}
It’s only a problem if you acknowledge it.
June 14, 2010 By 8 Comments
Happy Flag Day! I am totally kidding, Annie. Happy 30th! (This especially falls under the category of “not cool” since our dear Annie is, in fact, a Brit.) Things have changed a little bit since our combined 23rd birthday parties- the fashion, minimum wage, the “interwebs”- but she doesn’t look a day over 25. (Especially not the day after 25. That was a rough one.) Let’s do the weekend out of order, shall we? First up: the season premiere of True {Read More}
‘Binge’ is such a harsh word.
June 10, 2010 By 3 Comments
I wasn’t kidding about the Hidden Mallard puzzle. Way back on Monday I was explaining the significance of the puzzle on Birthday Day (very different than Birthday Week, etc, etc) as crucial to the briefly rainy portion of the afternoon. Some people laughed- Oh hah, aren’t they being quaint- doing a puzzle with a mallard! Others might have thought I was playing up the dork factor for effect and never actually engaged in any sort of cryptic mallardy activities. The Mallard is {Read More}
Thirty…and hurdy gurdy
June 7, 2010 By 3 Comments
Thankyouverymuch, Mr. Blogger. You have officially sent my mojo off-kilter and skewed my groove. I like to blog at 10am. Today, apparently, you like to confuse me at 10am. And then refuse to let me post. Well, har de har to YOU, good sir, for I have a pal in Cali who can somehow get around this No Blogger For Chicagoland thingie. (Thanks, Wilder.) Back to the blog. I think we might be onto something with this whole birthday [thing {Read More}
You might wanna hit the bathroom before this one.
June 3, 2010 By 11 Comments
I’ll be 30 in three days. This is a very real and very definite thing. So I decided to post about what I’ve learned over the past thirty years. Then I realized that I know nothing. Absolutely nothing. Except. Perhaps I know a little bit about the music that has shaped me, be it a favorite song, a theme from a period of my life or songs that just wouldn’t leave my iPod. So I made a list. A CD, {Read More}
Better than what it usually smells like.
May 31, 2010 By 4 Comments
For one brief moment, even before I opened my eyes, I thought I was at the beach. Sure, it was 6am in muggy, slightly overcast Chicago- but the air had that heavy beach quality. Nora clearly felt it, too. That’s why, when she joined me in bed, she fell back to sleep. The sea air does that. All morning long, even as I looked into my backyard and peeked around to Kedzie (most definitely not the bastion of seaside quietude), I could {Read More}
The issues seriously do not stop coming.
May 27, 2010 By 4 Comments
Bananaversaries are wonderful. And, for the uninitiated- i.e., anyone I’m not directly related to and/or folks that don’t have to endure my lax take on the English language- I once gave my sister and bro in-law a card with two dancing bananas. Okay, they may not have been dancing. But they were celebrating an anniversary. Hence, bananaversary. And that is the only acceptable word for which to describe a milestone in Chez Schoeny. (And Flynn. And Grant.) So, the bananaverse {Read More}
Two whole years.
May 24, 2010 By 6 Comments
Sadly, this’ll be a quickie blog, as I’m traveling through all points Midwest on an extended anniversary weekend. Happily- I’m traveling through all points Midwest on an extended anniversary weekend! So. To Peej, the Jack Of All Trades, Man Of My Dreams, and Horse Of A Different Color (I’m not really sure what I mean by that last one, either): Thank you for introducing me to music that was recorded past 1989. Thanks for Nora Jane. Couldn’t have done it {Read More}
