The wheels on the bus go ’round and ’round…

Ah, transit. How we hate ye. But since we all have places to go and since cars are bad for the environment and our wallets, AND since they haven’t yet invented those pods to zip you around places individually, (An actual conversation- “How would they know where to go?” “Oh, they’d have certain paths.” “What if you ran into someone else in your individual vehicle?” “You could link up and follow other pods.” “…Like a train?”), we must take public {Read More}

I have enough people telling me what to do, Bob.

I’d like to proclaim a moratorium on all songs about how to enjoy music, if that’s okay. To me, listening to a song is kinda personal and I’d like to keep implicit directions out of my experience. For example- The Lovin’ Spoonful’s ‘Do You Believe in Magic.’ The line “…don’t bother to choose/ if it’s jug band music or rhythm and blues/ just go and listen…” You mean, I can just select ANYTHING? And listen to it? Nice. (On a {Read More}

Finishing this one up in time for Law & Order…(that should have been my major.)

Yesterday P.J. and I celebrated the all-too-important and far-too-uncelebrated three month anniversary. They always say the first three months of marriage are the hardest. (Okay, no one has ever said that. It’s more along the lines of “If you don’t adore the bejeebers out of each other now, you’re toast in fifteen years.”) So, to celebrate we saw that famed love story The Mummy 3. And it was exactly what it purported to be, so we liked it. A few {Read More}

Aw, don’t be such a wet blanket.

Yesterday P.J. and I went to the Cubs game. Always a good time. We were able to exchange the hat he had bought me a long time ago- really cool hat, however, the one he chose was for a child’s noggin. I now am in possession of a blue cap with the vintage bear face on the front. In an actual adult size. The game was quite good, especially since I had never actually seen them win. It’s true. I’ve {Read More}

And do you have any bendy straws?

I need answers. P.J. told me that there’s a lake under the Great Pyramid that’s being explored. Why is this the first I’m hearing of it? This is exactly the kind of thing that I can get behind. I mean, I knew that the Great Pyramid was built on the exact spot that’s considered the center of all land masses on Earth. Who didn’t? But a lake? What’s down there?  I think I know. It’s Nessie. And I believe that {Read More}

Now I’m peckish.

I am concerned. There’s this new(ish) sunscreen spray, it’s by Neutrogena and it’s a completely great product. It’s also decidedly in an aerosol can. When did this become okay again? Regardless of how cooling a mist, is it not the same type of awful that brought about holes in the ozone layer and the demise of hair metal upon its departure? (Just a speculation. But really, the end of teased hair and the beginning of grungy, greasy tresses? It cannot {Read More}

Why do I have grilled cheese in my hair?

An update: I’ve been persevering with the slightly irritating Core Rhythms program. I truly find it grating on the level of nails on a chalkboard or Rod Stewart songs, however, I’ve found a way to stomach the encouragement of the Spandex Twins (remember that episode of Saved By the Bell? I know you do.) I mute the media player and blast Girl Talk’s new album. Not entirely kid-friendly…but since the majority of my “working out” gets done while the kiddos {Read More}

You paid how much for a trash can? (or, Happy Monday, Ajay!)

The show opened! And closed! I love week-long shows. Opening night was incredible, especially since it was a Thursday and completely sold out. (And Kat was there, who has the best laugh ever. When she laughs I feel like I’ve reinvented comedy.) People seemed to dig the idea of P.J. and I as a married couple, which can only prove to be fortuitous. At least we’re believable. I’ve just managed to get the last of the corn syrup blood out {Read More}