max is obsessed with singing the ” i see london, i see france” song. he’ll go so far as to seek out someone’s underpants so he can sing the song in his odd, odd way. last night in front of all of sister #4′s friends, max lifts up the back of my shirt, grabs the [...]
on my way home from the church of westerberg last night i stopped off at the bowling alley. sister #4 was having some sort of hooha there with a bunch of friends and the parents were watching the kidlings while sister #2 and stinky went to some coffeeshop with jodi hanson and wade. so i [...]
i am not a pretty girl. this is not the face that launched a thousand ships. it’s just a face that while not altogether heinous, is not all that pretty either. it’s not low self-esteem talking. i’ve been told on more than one occassion, even by people who read iwilldare.com, that i am not pretty– [...]
sweet jesus! it’s amazing just how much absolutely nothing you can cram into a single day. thus far my list of accomplishments can include putting on pants and well, i think that might be it. i did make a kick ass cd for a friend. also, i cleaned off the top of my desk. this [...]
you read this: WARNING: Do not use in situations where personal safety could be endangered. Never use this product to secure large flat surfaces or objects that could “airplane.” Misuse could result in serious injury or death. and think, dude they don’t want you to use this for bondage. how kinky! not that i was [...]
i’ve returned from my self-imposed backwash exile to write about office supplies.
words still fail me. i can’t think straight yet. i ran into sister #2 at the bowling alley afterwards and she said i STILL looked flushed and excited. i think the adrenaline is starting to wear off a bit making me most tired. he played i will dare and achin’ to be and i cried [...]
in about 30 minutes i’ll be leaving for what is going to to be the most significant rock and roll experience in my entire life. yes, in 30 minutes i will begin my pilgrimage to worship at the altar of st. paul westerberg. i must admit i am more than a little bit bummed out [...]
in seven hours i will be touched by the light of st. paul westerberg. can you believe i am actually nervous?
i wanted to play that google/jodi is. . . game that everyone else was doing. but my results were super lame, iwilldare.com was like the third link it turned up. but i did find that there’s already pornstar jodi and a sexy jodi. so i’d better keep my day job.
at josette’s request, here’s the now legendary paul revere and the raiders review. it’s kinda big and a bit hard to read, but well, you get the idea. also, i’m still working on the trackback thing.
today is paul westerberg day!
more westerbergian goodness from the strib.
so i got an e-mail this morning from a reporter who works at a newspaper i wrote for a lifetime ago: I work at the L-T in the sports. It’s music fest season right now and I was talking to some newsies tonight. Your review of PR&R [paul revere and the raiders] is the stuff [...]
in a mere 36 hours i will be worshiping at the altar of st. paul westerberg.
MN Reads PW.net
