I’m sitting here at The Cockpit watching the last hours of these Winter Olympics. I’m not sure what I’ll do with my prime time now that these games will be over. NBC has provided the perfect background noise for my nightly tinkering on teh internetz!
My tweets to Apolo Ohno have been fading in both frequency [...]
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Monthly Archives: February 2010
Feb 28
The Future has an Olympic-Shaped Hole
Feb 22
Just Sayin’.
I might be the only one still amused by my inappropriate @replies to Apolo Anton Ohno, but this is seriously like the one promise on this blog that I haven’t immediately abandoned to go watch The Wendy Williams show or eat Sour Patch Watermelons or something. So you must give me that.
You think he’s not [...]
Feb 21
Two Truths and a Wine
Here are three truths about my current location.
1) THIS is in the kitchen:
2) There are little to no high-glycemic foods in said kitchen.
3) I am watching the USA v Canada hockey game.
IF YOU GUESSED MY PARENTS’ HOME IN MICHIGAN, YOU GUESS CORRECTLY!!!
1.) My mom drinks boxed wine. I don’t know if I’ve talked about this [...]
Feb 17
Boys on Skates, Part II
When I’m home in Michigan, it always makes me smile when we head to the local sports bars and the televisions are tuned to hockey. You don’t notice it’s missing until you move away for a while — oh yeah, people watch hockey.
It’s something we did all the time, especially throughout my adolescence. Obviously, it [...]
Feb 17
Boys on Skates, Part I.
From this point on, every time Apolo Anton Ohno tweets, I’m going to @reply him with sexual innuendo. I’m not really sure why. I just want to.
EDIT: For your convenience, I will be compiling my twirts* into a separate section called “Seducing Apolo Ohno” which you will find over yonder —>
* Twitter + flirt! Twirt! [...]
Feb 15
In Defense of John Mayer. Kind of.
This is a difficult one to write. Namely because a good chunk of my current circle consists of people who wear skinny jeans and nerd glasses and listen to music that you probably won’t even hear about until like, ought-fifteen.
I say, “John Mayer!” They say, “SHUNNED!”
I’m not here to comment specifically on the “racist” comments put [...]
Feb 03
Surrender Jennifer
At around 2am on a Friday night, I was standing outside Dorman Street, drunkenly whining into my phone. On the other end? Matt Wilson, Brooklyn. My best friend since high school.
“I need you to do me a big favor. I need you to tell me that boys are stupid. And that I’m pretty.”
“We’re idiots, all of [...]
Feb 01
Oh I’m sorry, have you seen my socks? THEY SEEM TO HAVE BEEN ROCKED OFF.
This would be Phoenix at Monolith last September. (I KNOW IT’S NOT TIMELY, BUT THAT’S ALL I GOT RIGHT NOW PEOPLE.) Absolutely delightful and rockin’ and brimming with promise, these guys. There’s not much more for me to say without getting regretfully sappy. Love. Also, I just took a trazodone so that’s going to [...]