Welcome to the Relationships archives. The posts are listed in chronological order. Click the post title to read more.
I knew a woman once named Paige who never kept cards or letters. Never. She told me at what was probably the first ever Minnesota Women’s Blogger Meetup in the Spring of 2001. I remember being appalled at such a notion. “You just throw them away?” I’m sure I said. “Yeah,” she probably said. “I [...]
Today is International Women’s Day. To celebrate we should all point out sexism when we see it and not be hushed when people tell us we’re always pointing out things that are sexist. Do not be hushed. Never be hushed. I’ve been listening to The Feminine Mystique in the bathtub the past few weeks. While [...]
Okay, here’s a confession. Even though I was surrounded by a dozen or so intelligent readers and writers at Hypster Mom’s Lit Salon, the only thing I wanted to talk about was Vodo & The Big Ticket. And now as I’m typing this I have no idea why I didn’t take a picture. I wrote [...]
For those of you who have forgotten, Trip Shakes is one of my Nerdery co-workers. He’s the bomb digs, for real. When I interviewed there last fall he asked me what was the best forty-nine cents I ever spent. I bombed the question because I was really seriously thinking about it, and he was making [...]
First of all, I have decided I have mono. I’ve come to this conclusion based on two symptoms. I’ve been really tired lately, and for the past two days the lymph nodes under my chin hurt when I press on them. Also, I’ve had a mild headache today. Clearly, I have mono. If it doesn’t [...]
It’s hard to walk into Supergenius HQ and not talk about books. Instead of art, I have books. Instead of a TV bigger than a postage stamp, I have books. Instead of a clean, clutter free space, I have some more books. There are a lot of books and generally when people come over for [...]
Yesterday, in honor of our nation’s Independence I decided to travel back in time. I don’t go back to Blaine, the suburb I grew up in, very often. Something about the area doesn’t feel right and it makes me feel uncomfortable in my own skin. Last night as Sister #4 and I were driving home [...]
Last night I was telling my writing compadres about how much Wednesdays kick my ass. “I do so much on Wednesday with the Tibbles that by the time eight o’clock rolls around I am pretty sure it’s Thursday.” But not today. Well not in the sense that I think it’s Thursday. My ass was kicked, [...]
It’s not often, or ever, that I get to meet authors who have published their short stories in The New Yorker. Yeah, John Updike, Alice Munro, Roddy Doyle, they don’t do too much hanging out in Minnesota, much less at Jags’ house. But last night, wow, we got lucky. Abam, a classmate of ours in [...]
The good thing about saying goodbye on a bright, sunshiny spring day is that you have sunglasses to hide your watering eyes. I gave Al the most perfect going away gift that there ever was, a gift so beautiful and suitable to the situation that it would require hundreds of words to tell you about [...]
In a few minutes I have to leave for what will likely be the very last lunchclub with my former posse from Hell, Inc. On Saturday Al, the cutest girl on Earth™, will pack up a UHaul and leave us for Fargo, ND. On Monday she starts a new job. I was chatting with her [...]
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My favorite memory of Jags used to be the night when she told us about how she hung out at The Longhorn. I have a fascination with the Longhorn. A bar that I have built up in my mind as the Valhalla of Minnesota rock and roll. Whenever anyone talks about the Longhorn I sit [...]
How my mom voted for Jerry Brown in the Wisconsin primary back in 2000 If Tim Russert’s makeup artist is given actual creative direction to make him look disheveled Whether Leinie’s Red is the superior Leinie’s (it’s not) Lloyd Bentson and James Stockdale Pete Meyers and how he made me fall in love with him [...]
Even though I know how it all ends, I still think of that night as one of those defining moments in my life. It was the first real romantic night I’d ever experienced. Of all the things that fly through my mind when I hear the opening jangly bits of “I Will Dare,” that night [...]
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