A fourth installment in the series of amazing photo frames has materialized! (At the Jewel, of course!) This may be the darkest of them all, as it’s a wedding frame (and as a gal who’s been married since May ’08, lemme tell ya, there is some untapped potential for horror surrounding weddings and all the trappings.) It’s called “Our Wedding Day.” And etched into the side? “Good luck, Honey.” Whether it’s a gift from a spouse or a disapproving in-law, {Read More}
My wardrobe is 4/5ths hoodies.
October 1, 2008 By 1 Comment
It was 47 degrees today in Roscoe Village, that is, at 5:55am. (I need every spare moment in the morning, but love hitting snooze. Hence, a totally random time. If I set it for six and hit snooze for ten minutes I’ll be half an hour late. I can’t explain it either.) In fact, it was a double hoodie morning. You do that too, right? The hoodie for your outfit and then the hoodie for under your jacket? A commutie. {Read More}
Keely rides again.
September 29, 2008 By 2 Comments
First things first. I finished my novel(la) and it kinda makes everything else I need to do this month seem embarrassingly easy. One act for Instant Theatre tonight? Cinchy. Three short stories by October 15th? That seems like a year away, considering every spare moment for the past two weeks has been devoted to my mystery within a mystery within a mystery. (Yes! It’s true! Are you intrigued?) Rough play for October 8th (with a scene for showcasing October 7th?) {Read More}
Riding through the desert on a bike with no name…
September 19, 2008 By 7 Comments
An open letter to the stupidhead who stole my bike: Dear Sir or Madam, You seem to have mistaken my lime green bike for something that you should have. This is not the case. I would like it back. Maybe you could bring it back to the place where you found it? Allow me to jog your memory…you know, the place where I pay rent and you do not? Did you not see the 1981 City of Greenfield, WI sticker {Read More}
Once a week is the new once a day!
September 17, 2008 By 3 Comments
I am so sorry. For real real. My method of writing (stories, plays, etc.,) is generally “plunk, plink, typetypetype…nap.” (Not blogging, for these works of art pretty much write themselves.) But lately, faced with timetables, deadlines, upcoming events where I need an actual script in hand and so forth, I’ve been forcing myself to sit and write through the boredom, write through the finger cramps, write through the days of having nothing to say whatsoever. This makes for one unhappy {Read More}
Sit down, Benson.
September 9, 2008 By 4 Comments
Sorry I haven’t posted in a while…I’ve got a crazy amazing chance for all of my little nerd dreams to come true. I’ve already said too much. It involves writing. And quite possibly meeting the ultimate person for me to meet, ever. Okay, NOW I’ve said too much. (Plus, I have some writing deadlines for actual plays, short stories, legitimacy. But you can see where my priorities lie.) This past weekend was a very adult one. I don’t mean that {Read More}
In fact, we are all drunk at work.
September 4, 2008 By 5 Comments
It’s Thursday, so that means it’s Wacky Transit Day! We had a strong opening, what with the coiffed bleached-blond loony who kicked things off. He stumbled onto the Western bus and almost fell backwards onto the lap of an elderly Hispanic woman. Did I mention he was wearing a skintight tee shirt in the style of the ‘Chicago’ script? (The band, not the city.) Well, he was. And instead of ‘Chicago,’ it scrolled ‘Chocolate.’ If only that had been his {Read More}
The long weekend in a nutshell.
September 2, 2008 By 3 Comments
…is that like oysters on the half shell? Or Crab Louie? Yum. Well, the weekend did not start off with a bang. In fact, it began with the fear of food poisoning or perhaps the Bubonic Plague. I actually left work early. I never go home sick, possibly not since the 11th grade has this occurred. (You see, our dinner plans for the night before had fallen through and it was getting on eight o’clock…and P.J. had this Buy One {Read More}
