There I was, asleep, in the midst of a fine, fine shimmery sexy dream that involved Mike Doughty. It only makes sense since I had written about The Book of Drugs yesterday. So Mike and I were trying to get our sexy on and there was annoying girl making it difficult. And then Mel Gibson …
Dream posts suck, but when you have a disturbing dream involving a beloved sit-com family, you have to share it. This is almost as disturbing as the masturbating Uncle Joey dream. Last night I dreamt that I had to help the Brady Bunch put together a swingset in their astro-turfed backyard. Only the Brady Bunch …
I did not sleep well last night and I blame The Kinks. Or maybe it’s writing group’s fault because a few weeks ago we spent a lot of time telling Young Jem about the brilliance of “The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society.” It may have been the first time in group history that …
I. On Sunday I made a creamy cauliflower soup. It involved pureeing and that frightened me. Plus, I had the divide the recipe in half, so there was math that also frightens me. It turned out delightful and silky and it is so good I’m a little sad that I didn’t have anyone to share …
From the time I got my first pink walkman and a cassette of Chicago’s “17″ I would listen to music as I went to sleep. It helped with the insomnia that plagued me since I was a little kid. For as long as I could remember I did this. I would create entire bedtime playlists, …
Last night I dreamt I was at a party, or it might have been in class. It was a gathering of people of some sort. I can’t remember what we were talking about but during the conversation I said annunciation instead of enunciation. Twice! Then someone made fun of me for it. It was a …
Put on pants Update my resume Also, I dreamt the other night that I went to prom with Justin Timberlake. Not as a goofy teenager, no I went to prom as a goofy thirty-seven year old. Also, I had a bob. Also, Justin kept trying to take pictures of us with his iPhone so he …