Since it’s been awhile. . . this is a feature on I Will Dare where we answer the questions that brought inquiring Googlers to our doorstep.
Is the road to hell is paved with adverbs?
Yes, yes it is. It’s also paved with that shitty Chuck Klosterman novel.
What should I wear to a Journey concert?
Whatever you [...]
August, 2009
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Aug 09
Answering the Googlers’ Questions X: The return of a fan favorite
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Aug 09
Pain
Somehow I managed to hurt my back. I’m not sure how I accomplished this feat being that the most strenuous thing I’ve done in the past week is watch Mad Men and chat with my friend Al, the cutest girl on Earth™.
It fucking hurts.
I woke up this morning to discover that half my body [...]
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Aug 09
Last one on the bandwagon
The life of a freelance writer is often feast or famine. This rule applies both to work and to money. Which makes sense, I guess. For the past two days, the work has been sorta famine-y. I’m not complaining. It’s just the way things go.
Most responsible freelancers use their famine times to drum up new [...]
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Aug 09
Retraction: I don’t have a cold & other shocking revelations
I don’t have a cold. It was, apparently, a false alarm. Whatever I’m allergic to that blooms/blows around in August is the kind of thing that makes my glands swell up and makes it hard to swallow. Then the next day it settles into my brain cavity and makes me sneeze.
I know, I know, get [...]
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Aug 09
Caught a cold, broke up with Wilco & wondering where the rock went
If I could travel back in time, I would zoom back to Friday and I would wrestle Ziggy from Nolan’s germ-covered, Tap Tap Revolution playing clutches. I would also go to bed at a decent time on Friday night and Saturday night. Also, I would drink more water than wine and I would eat some [...]
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Aug 09
I was an evil spirit ninja & other confessions from a busy writer
My writing class ended with a whimper last night. It was the first class I’ve taken since 2003 that didn’t involve at least one post-class, trip to Grumpy’s featuring tator tots and beer and book talk. I am tres disappointed. Boo!
The Tibbles are outside playing four square with Jaycie & Man. There are some draconian [...]
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Aug 09
Severe weather dramas
My mom grew up in a tiny green house near a creek in Savage, Minnesota. The house was across from the street from the elementary school baseball field and only had three bedrooms. Six kids (the seventh didn’t come along until some 15 years after number six) and one bathroom. The house was eeny.
When [...]
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Aug 09
When will my childhood be repackaged & resold to me like they do to the boys?
When is Hollywood going to do a live-action version of Jem, repackaged and spiffed up for Gen-X women? They seem to spend all their time making big-budget live-action versions of the stuff boys like — Tranformers, GI Joe. Plus, you can throw in things like the second Star Wars trilogy, the latest Indiana Jones, and [...]
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Aug 09
Malaise
I’m glad it’s not just me. Christa noticed it too. Last night, I made a crack about how the Internet was totally boring last week, myself included.
Perhaps it’s the last dregs of summer sucking the life out of everyone, lazing it up before school starts.
All I know is my brain is sludgy and on [...]
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Aug 09
I Kill Giants
Barbara Thorson’s got a few problems. She’s a smart and smartass weirdo fifth grader with big glasses, problems at home, a fondness for funky head gear, mostly of the animal ear variety — bunny, mouse, fox, and a slew of imaginary fairy friends. She also has a strange hobby, killing giants.
This graphic novel, [...]
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Aug 09
Aunt Jodi’s Supergenius Daycare
We eat cereal for lunch:
Though sometimes we make our own pizzas:
And then we do crafts:
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Aug 09
Some notes on the morning
The great paradox of my life? I balk at paying $6 for a bag of coffee that makes countless cups of coffee, but don’t bat an eyelash at paying $5 for a single cup.
Shakopee has been invaded by golf-loving freaks who wait in long lines to park at Canterbury and get on a bus that [...]
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Aug 09
Saying it outloud
After Sunday’s OxPod recording, my friend Tony made a crack about how I’m the busiest unemployed person he’s ever heard of.
He’s right. Between being Super Aunt Jodi’s daycare service, class at The Loft, and, well, working freelance, this summer’s bout of unemployment has been the exact opposite of last summer’s bout.
In fact, I just [...]
10
Aug 09
It’s the paper anniversary
Today marks the First Anniversary of my baby blog, Minnesota Reads. I can’t believe it’s been an entire year. So much has changed in a year, last year at this time I was unemployed and . . .
Okay the more things change, the more they stay the same?
Anyway, it’s been a year and since [...]
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Aug 09
In the Shadow of No Towers
A few months ago my friend Wolfdogg loaned me a couple of post-9-11 anthologies that contained a bunch of short graphic (as in pictures and not extremely, grossly detailed) stories about the artist’s reactions to 9-11. I dove into one of the books and about half-way through put it down. I couldn’t continue.
It’s not that [...]
