Update – Monica never offered me a reading, and Joe Biden never extended me a lunch invite. I know! I’m shocked too. So I’m calling out Felicia Day, since this obviously works for me. Or not. But maybe it will this time – I’ve entered double digits (>10 followers). Continue reading
People who suck
“I’m sorry. I just can’t. It’ll destroy me,” I tell my boss, following advice received in response to texts sent minutes prior. Continue reading
Our love story (with some awkwardness)
My biggest regret (besides lacking psychic abilities necessary to save Matthew)? Not recording my dad’s toast at my wedding. I remember it – how the crowd roared with laughter, and how some inquired whether my dad (Marlyn, not to be confused with Marilyn), a conservationist, moonlighted as a stand-up comedian… Continue reading
I’m Naked & Afraid
Naked & Afraid – a most appropriate metaphor for my life. Also, perhaps, the most appropriately named show in the history of television. Continue reading
Extreme healing ideas & a glow in the woods
I’d go on a three-month trip to Bali, alone, to some Zen resort – one with loads of koi fish ponds. Each day, I’d walk along said koi fish ponds, barefoot, yoga mat (or luxurious white towel?) in tow. I’d pick a spot, lay down my mat (or towel?), sit on it (Indian style), close my eyes, and hold my hands out to my sides, palms facing the sky. Continue reading
Deeper thoughts & random happenings again
I just solicited budget feedback from all the VPs in my company. I made the information due back to me on Friday, November 13 – Friday the Thirteenth. The old me wouldn’t have done that. The new me hopes they’re all super disturbed by the whole Friday the Thirteenth thing. Continue reading
Matthew’s death FAQs
So when I tell people Matthew’s story, most of them are like “WTF!?!” And then they ask questions. I don’t mind – I actually prefer inquisitive people, especially over those who keep their heads shoved up dark places. Continue reading
