Entries Tagged as 'holy shit that was awesome'
Good thing I didn’t name the iPod Barry Jive and his Uptown Five
Last week I finally got my copy for Send Yourself Roses from the publisher. I was pretty stoked because now I could finally see for myself what page 237 really said.
I can’t tell you what pleases me most, that Ruby was called by name or that I’m considered a young woman. I keep asking all [...]
Read moreNamechecked by Kathleen Turner
So I got a mention in Kathleen Turner’s memoir Send Yourself Roses. It is by far the weirdest, most random thing to happen to me up to this point.
This morning I got a lovely e-mail from a gentleman named Don who said this:
I’m one of the early reviewers for Kathleen Turner’s new book, Send Yourself [...]
A failure at wallowing
I’ve been doing my best this weekend to wallow in a sea of self pity. Because impending unemployment and Christmas didn’t suck enough, PMS has decided to come for a visit. This makes for a perfect wallowing situation, right? Wrong.
Wallowing takes a certain sort of focus. To properly wallow one must spend great amounts of [...]
Don’t be careful with your love
I have long been of the belief that one should never meet their heroes because it’s bound to be disappointing. Really, what can come of a meet up with someone who you’ve invested so much in and who doesn’t know you from Adam?
Well let me tell you this darling ones, I was wrong.
Yeah, I was [...]
My Christmas wish for you, darling ones
I haven’t opened a single Christmas present yet, but I already got the best gift I’m gonna get this year.
You see, Saturday night I had myself a little panic attack. I was still pretty raw from my wanton Googling escapade. One minute I was bent over blow drying my hair and the next I’m [...]
Mary Gaitskill told me I had a radiant smile
Mary Gaitskill is tiny. She wore a perfectly tailored, brown pinstriped suit (the one here. The podium came up to her chest, and she read from Veronica under the heavy, dark eyebrow of Frida Kahlo.
At first I thought she came off as cold. But the more I watched her, the more I listened, Gaitskill wasn’t [...]
Of all the late-night shitty greasy spoons in all the world, Mike Doughty walked into mine
(wolfdogg took this picture, click to see the ‘notes’)
Listen up all you doubters. Yes, all you who do not believe in the power of my Make Sweet Sweet Love to Me™ Vibe. It works! Well, it kind of works. No, I did not convince Mike Doughty to ravish me using the power of my vibe.
but.
but.
but.
I [...]
well it’s a hootenanny baby, or do you know any shut the fuck up?
after the westerberg concert and the backstage debacle at The Riv (which i haven’t told you about yet), the westernerd crew headed back to the dorm for a hootenanny. Wolf, one of my travelling companions (along with Kelly and The Load) had brought a guitar, and there was booze. the booze, that is the important [...]
Read moreohmygod. ohmygod. ohmygod. ohmygod. i am never washing these shoulders again
let’s get this out of the way right off the bat. . . DOUGLAS COUPLAND HUGGED ME. me. yes me. i was hugged by DOUGLAS COUPLAND.
the stink, sister #2, and i ventured to the Barnes & Noble at the Galleria in Edina to see and hear Coupland read from his latest book Eleanor Rigby. sister [...]
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