we’ve had some pretty intense meetings at Hell, Inc. this week. it’s our busy season and it’s to be expected. for the most part the meetings are really productive (which anyone corporate drone knows is kind of rare for a meeting). we’ve had part of the canuck-contingent in town for the meetings and they’re amazed [...]

we started with tater tots, nachos and the beer, like we always do. but that’s about all the further we got before all the disparate pieces of my world came colliding into one gigantic explosion of total bizarreness.
at one point Jags said to me, “i can’t believe you’re blushing so much. you just exude confidence, [...]

• i only have one more day of work after today, then i get to go to Duluth with FFJ and see David Sedaris
• if you call me your cinnamon girl, i will totally sleep with you
• meetings blow
• i only have one more day to get my story done for The Loft’s Mentorship program, [...]

i love matthew sweet. so it should come as no surprise to you that i woke up early yesterdary morning (and incidentally can i talk a moment about the sleep and how my body has decided that sleep is for the weak? because i did not get to vote in the should we sleep should [...]

first of all if mike doughty writing “Scrap and I have flown to Minneapolis, to do some preproduction on a new record;” doesn’t get your heart started, then maybe this will.
on 06.05.06 mr. delectable de la doughty will be playing a FREE concert at UW-River Falls. that’s right sexies, you can go see mr. mike [...]

On Sunday I experienced my first case of Potluck Anxiety, and boy did it suck.
according to the sisterclub potluck anxiety aflicts people who bring a dish to a potluck and then worry about whether or not anyone will eat and/or enjoy their offering. generally, i do not suffer from this disorder. why? because [...]

here’s the thing about deciding to banish dead wood from your heart. the thing is that when you do it, you really want to tell the deleted that they have been cast out of the temple of your heart and your thoughts. and the more i think about that, the more i realize to want [...]

• people i know are shocked that not only do i know who Fred Hoiberg is, but that i am sad that he retired
• mechanics can fucking blow me because they are always, always big dirty liars and if it doesn’t cost more than they first said, then they forget to call you when your [...]

because the universe likes to conspire against (or for) me in odd and confusing ways that i cannot decipher, i got an e-mail from my friend Ray on Thursday night, the night my class workshopped my 1994 story.
ray is one of my BFFs circa 1994. we seem to bounce in and out of each other’s [...]

1. nap
2. finish the totally drecky Secret Life of Bees
3. remain dry-eyed while watching “Hook” or “Walk the Line”
4. finish putting back together the downstairs bathroom (though it is a delightful shade of Fountain Mist)
. discover that suddenly there is a five
6. discover i hated Mango-flavored Propel Vitamin Enhanced Water Beverage
7. have sex with [...]

the setting:
your average 6′5″ copywriter is sitting at her desk crafting some very fine propaganda that will help the corporate behemouth take over the planet. she’s wearing headphones and pumping it up ala Elvis Costello and the Attractions.
a blonde man in his early 30s enters stage right, and the copywriter takes off her headphones. [...]

i’ve been so busy with the quite-a-lot-to-do here at work and the pouting in my hormone-induced muck while at home that i’ve totally forgotten to freak out about my workshop this week.
yeah, tonight i get raked over the coals over “Where Did You Sleep Last Night?” also known as “The Story so Shitty it Made [...]

seamus, the dirty rotten bastard, snuck out at lunch and bought a delicious, beautiful iPod Nano. it is black and so pretty i want to weep. he wouldn’t let me hump it, but he did let me cuddle it up to my face and coo. he makes being responsible so damn difficult. i think i [...]

seamus returned today from whatever far-flung destination we sent him to this week. it was an overnighter, so i assume it wasn’t some place too far away.
he grabbed the container of sin and asked, “why is there any of this goodness left? what is wrong with you?”
maria and i were speechless. why was their any [...]

The first time i heard Paul Westerberg’s “Crackle and Drag” (this is a link to the MP3 that’s from the Guthrie show of which i speak) I was sitting by myself in the Guthrie Theater wondering if he was ever gonna play “I Will Dare.”
You can tell just by listening to the MP3 that that [...]