Monthly Archives: March 2010

Feminist Notions

Handsome black neighbor (the one who is MUSCULAR. the one who sometimes stands in his bathroom, at night, with the shades open, clad only in a towel, while we gaze at him like those horny office women from that 90s Diet Coke commercial) was outside while I was lugging in my suitcase.
I considered, for a [...]

Photos and a Pinky Swear

Some more photos from last Sunday. These were shot on the back “porch” of RadioRadio for the We Were Promised Jetpacks show.

More at my Flickr set, “Epic Weekend #985231495.”
This was a pretty hazy night, especially for a Sunday — one of those where you wake up and hope to God you didn’t say something too [...]

488,160 minutes

“Now, are you still with your boyfriend?” a woman asked me yesterday.
“No, we broke up, like..a year ago,” I replied. “Yeah. It’s been quite a ride since then.”
Understatement of the Year.
TOP TEN RECAP.
In eleven months and five days, I :
1) Broke up.
2) Became pretty much a hot mess for a month.
3) Contemplated running away.
4) [...]

Best! President! Ever!

“Please, please, please? I MUST have a t-shirt from the gift shop! MUST!” I pleaded with my mother last Sunday. There, in the lobby of the Indiana State Museum, I had regressed to a sniveling eight-year-old.
We were there to see the Abraham Lincoln Exhibits, “With Malice Toward None” and “With Charity for All,” and I [...]

The Night We Sang with Karen O

Why haven’t I told THIS story yet? Probably because it’s been nearly six months. Probably because it’s so surreal that some part of me denies that it ever happened.
My experience at the Monolith Music Festival last September topped out with the Yeah Yeah Yeahs on Saturday night. Not that everything surrounding it wasn’t perfection - [...]

What Spring Does with the Cherry Trees

From the Archives!
This one is from February 9, 2005. Enjoy!
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My words rained over you, stroking you
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want
to do [...]

First Friday Self-Portrait

THE GOOD: I learned how to curl soft waves in my hair.
THE BAD: I nearly burnt my fingers off in the process.
THE REALLY GOOD? Since January, I thought I had broken one of my Nikon cameras. It’s been sitting in the corner, sad and listless, because I was in denial that eventually I’d have to [...]

One of These Days…

One of these days, when I’m driving to Michigan, I’m going to visit James Dean’s boyhood home and burial place in Fairmount, Indiana.
Until then, I’ll continue wondering what he thinks about the roadside billboard he shares with Garfield the cat.

There’s Your Karma: Teen Beat Edition

I was listening to my LastFM station today, whatever one that pulls tracks I’ve already listened to from my library, and “Chemical World” by Blur happened to come on. (”had to sit down and have some sugary tea” <– that line gets me every time). The player was streaming uploaded pictures of the band, and [...]

I Got Blistehs on Mah Fingahz!

So, I love the Beatles, but some times — usually a couple times a year — I REALLY REALLY love the Beatles like OMG OBSESSED. This recent bout could be a result of SEVEN HOURS of Beatles Rock Band play, last Saturday. If you heard George Harrison spinning in his grave, surely it was to [...]

Three Things.

ONE.
I can’t believe I’ve waited a month of unemployment before using my blog as a plea for writing gigs, but here goes: DO YOU WANT ME TO WRITE SOMETHING FOR YOU, NOT FOR FREE? I’LL DO IT.
TWO.
I ALSO TAKE PICTURES.
Look! I made these!
[The Features, Monolith Music Festival 2009. Red Rocks.]

(More from this set at my [...]