A letter to PIMA…

A letter to PIMA…

 February 13, 2012 | 12:00 PM  0 Comments on A letter to PIMA…

Dear Jim, I’ll be honest, there was a time I dreaded your very presence in the cubical next to mine. It was probably [mostly] unwarranted, but it was true. When the Absent Minded CFO fired The Beast and hired you (or re-hired as was pretty much the case) in her place, I was a little excited. Working for The Beast had been a nightmare. And being under the “management” of my sister was probably one…

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One I couldn’t avoid…

One I couldn’t avoid…

 February 6, 2012 | 03:08 AM  0 Comments on One I couldn’t avoid…

I should be sleeping. I was tired when I got into bed. I didn’t stay because my mind is flailing and I have an unexplained pit of anxiety wreaking havoc on my stomach. This is decidedly unawesome. #…I am listening to Ingram Hill. Because this is what I need to listen to when the anxiety gets overwhelming. I can’t explain what it is about this band, but their music has played a pivotal role in…

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That was probably the sound of my brain exploding…

That was probably the sound of my brain exploding…

 January 29, 2012 | 03:43 PM  0 Comments on That was probably the sound of my brain exploding…

So last year one of my very favorite local musicians Tim Mahoney took a run at the new talent competition The Voice. I was stupidly excited for this. Though I only watched the relevant pieces of the show to see how he fared. And then Adam Levine chose a helium voice and big boobs over talent and I promptly stopped watching the show. And then this happened: Which was awesome. And he should be more…

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Caboose & Fidget

Slow fire burn…

 January 26, 2012 | 04:47 PM  0 Comments on Slow fire burn…

You should probably watch this video. Because Matt Nathanson is just that good. Also…pretty. — I am perpetually brainstorming when it comes to writing. I have this…habit…when I’m alone to brainstorm out loud on whatever my current project is. I talk through aspects of the story like I’m explaining them to another person. Except it’s just me (and probably a few stuffed animals, if I’m being honest). It helps me work through troubled spots and…

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A million years from now would be too soon…

A million years from now would be too soon…

 January 24, 2012 | 12:12 PM  2 Comments on A million years from now would be too soon…

Writing about writing should not be so bloody difficult. I’m pretty sure there’s some sort of poetic irony in the fact that I have writer’s block when it comes to writing about writing. All that just to say: I’ve been writing. It sounds strange to say that as I haven’t really been able to for quite some time. The gaping void I’ve been feeling has been filled with dozens of pages of text and I’m…

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And I didn’t even get flowers first…

And I didn’t even get flowers first…

 January 17, 2012 | 05:05 AM  0 Comments on And I didn’t even get flowers first…

Back in September I got a letter from Walgreens telling me that starting January 1, 2012 they would no longer be able to fill prescriptions under the Express Scripts/Federated Insurance plan. It was a very…diplomatic…way of saying, “We’re terribly sorry that we care so much more about your health than your insurance company does. But we needed to tell you the truth.” There was never a single notification from the insurance company about this change….

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