1. What is your favorite type of literature to read (magazine, newspaper, novels, nonfiction, poetry, etc.)? i alway say “snooty lit-type stuff,” because i can’t define it. and the moment you say you like books and love to read everyone always asks if you read schlock like the stuff written my james patterson, danielle steele, [...]

Daniel T. Tiger was my favorite inhabitant from the land of make believe. i liked him more than henrietta pussycat, lady elaine, and king friday.
But really, when i think about Mr. Rogers, i always think of sister #4. There’s quite an age-gap between us. i’m 8 years older. so, you figure when she was [...]

i’ve got writer’s block and i’m crabby that the new lucinda williams cd isn’t out. woe is me! but, sonja is going to go get coffee. so things are looking up.

Fred Rogers, host of ‘Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood,’ Dies at 74
i think everyone’s innerchild is in mourning.

so, i read a really bad book.

dear michael faber,
i want my money back. i also want the outlaw’s money back. i also want all the time i invested in your wretchedly boring and ultimately unrewarding “crimson petal and the white.” what a goddamn drag. maybe, maybe the book would have been tolerable at 500 pages. but 800+ pages? are you [...]

i’m in the mood to be doted on today. sadly, there’s nobody to do the doting deed. so i’m just listening to elton john and trying to write press releases and hoping there’s a new dawson’s creek on tonight.
listening to elton john always makes me think of the scene in high fidelity where rob [...]

“that name just sounds like the perfect name for an evil supervillian,” wondergeek said.
“i want to be an evil supervillan,” i said.
“you already are,” wondergeek said.

i am certain that split infinitives will haunt me til my dying day. i can’t decide if i should be a nazi and get rid of them or just let them be. of course, i’m pretty sure i’m the only one here who even knows or cares about them.

unlike kevin, i do not check my designs in anything but what i’m using. i’m a selfish bitch, but i already told you that. so, i’ve made it legible in mozilla, and that’s about as good as it’s gonna get. sorry!
p.s. the picture up there. yeah, that’s from elvis’ meditation garden or whatever they call [...]

“are you watching the grammys?” sister #2 asked as soon as i answered the phone.
“no,” i said, “i didn’t even know they were on.”
“you, the queen of all tacky award shows aren’t watching the grammys?”
“i guess not.”
“so, you don’t know why they’re making a big deal out of coldplay and the new york philharmonic, or [...]

darling ones, i very nearly subjected you to this vile monstrosity, but i changed my mind at the last minute. i figgered that if it was nearly giving me a brain tumor after only playing with it for a couple of hours, it would probably cause permanent brain damage in anyone who had to look [...]

i’ve come to the conclusion that i don’t like Nick Cave. not one little bit. i tried. i tried for a long, long time. one of my college friends LOVED nick cave. so i tried for her. but i can’t do it anymore. his music makes me feel icky.

upon hearing fo the Tragedy at a nightclub in Rhode Island all i could think was, “dude, great white’s still playing?”

everyone needs a cute max story to start the day off right.