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I’m not complaining

I’m not entirely sure how these things keep happening to me but I  got one of my photos published in a NY map guide. Check it. And the iPhone version. I have an ex who used to say that I was born with a horseshoe shoved up my ass. She’s a classy broad.

Twitter killed the blog star

It’s hard not to notice the paucity of quality posts around here of late (not that they were quality before but at least I felt like I had something to say that kept y’all coming back and not just because you’re nice folks). I’ve been hoping that I’ll be making a comeback soon but ’soon’ [...]

I didn’t call this vanity run amok for nuthin’

I think I may have mentioned it previously (I’m way too lazy to go look it up) but my thesis research was reprinted in a social diversity and equity calendar this year and I finally received a copy in the mail yesterday. You probably can’t see it, but that’s me:

I think it’s going to be [...]

Gettin’ me some culture

I’m going to see Swan Lake tonight and I’m quite excited. I don’t think I’ve been to a ballet performance since I used to dance. Have I ever mentioned that I used to be a ballerina? People tend to give me funny looks when I tell them that and then they start laughing maniacally, which [...]

Am I asking for too much?

If it pleases the court, I would like to present my case before you, the good people of Internetia, and ask that you ponder this situation with the utmost impartiality before returning with your decision.
Sometimes, when The Stalker comes over, she will do my dishes for me, which is rather nice of her but there’s [...]

Blasphemy

My Sunday was one of the oddest I’ve had in a while. These days, my typical Sunday is spent doing nothing but eating junk food, maybe watching some movies and wondering where the weekend went. Yesterday was spent doing diametrically opposite activities that felt sacrilegious to say the least.
First of all, it would seem like I may [...]

Losing it? Or already lost it?

This morning, I spied a hot cop ticketing cars down the street. She looked relatively young, sporting a perky blond ponytail and I was quite looking forward to crossing paths with her.
When I got to about 10 yards from her, I realized this supposed hot, young female cop was a middle-aged man with with short [...]