Archive for November, 2009
Pant, pant. You finished. Holy shit, right? You finished. Doesn’t matter if it was a NaNoWriMo project, or whether it’s just the end of a hard haul down a long writing road, you’re standing over there with a Finished Product. Good on you. You’re beaming. You’ve got that glow. That “just been giddily fucked in [...]
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Went to the grocery store yesterday. Last week was the final of the farmer’s markets for the year, and so to buy the things I must buy (let’s just call it, ohhh, “food so I don’t perish”), I headed on down to the local supermarket. I was instantly reminded of Don DeLillo’s White Noise: “Apples [...]
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Listen up. Your blog’s numbers got you down? Your Beverly Hills Chihuahua fan-fic not reelin’ ‘em in? Nobody cares to read your bear-meat goulash recipes? The endless cascade of photographs of your balls failing to make it onto all the hot social media sites? You’ve come to the right place. I’m here to help, friends. [...]
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Black Friday is a ludicrous “holiday.” The retail industry might as well call it “Putting All Our Eggs In One Basket” Friday, because that’s what it represents: everybody watches the indicators and economic markers, as if this day represents some kind of yardstick for the entire health of our economy. OH MY GOD IT’S THE [...]
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“Spleenful” is another great word. Add that to your list, along with “slugabed” and “sesquipedalian.” See? I’m thankful for something — awesome words. But today is not a day for thanks, oh, no. The name of the day is Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving. Which means I’ve given all my thanks away. I had them. I had them [...]
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