I dabbed my fingertip along my running mascara. “Well, now I know what I’m blogging about tonight,” I sniveled in between giggles.
Just a few minutes prior, Katie and I were waxing poetic and engaging in our typical twenty-something navel-gazing. And with good reason - Life’s dealt my roommate a bit of a blow in the [...]
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The Serenade
Let’s Have a Ball and a Biscuit, Sugar. Or: Happy Birthday, Jordan.
A little over a year ago, Katie, Matt, and I made our rarely-trekked trek to Broad Ripple’s Alley Cat Lounge. I had too long sequestered myself up on the northeast side of the city, had just broken up with my live-in boyfriend of 3+ years, and had declared 2009 “The Year of Friendship.” I was [...]
20-Something Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town
On my way back from running an errand in Broad Ripple this afternoon, I took a less-direct trip back to the office (read: I have no idea what the most efficient way back is, so I just wing it). I was driving down 10th street in a general eastwardly direction, looking for some place to [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
Arigato fer NUTHIN’, LADY.
Let me let you in on a little secret regarding sushi in Indianapolis. One of my favorite places to pick up a couple of basic rolls is this little Japanese grocery store/cafe called One World Market in Castleton. It’s nestled in a strip mall next to a now-defunct Linens ‘n Things, but let me tell [...]
Waiting for the Crazy
I drove to the downtown library yesterday afternoon to see a hoard of people standing on the front steps. I didn’t know that the library didn’t open until 1pm on Sundays. I sipped my polar pop and lounged in the grass, until the doors opened and the library sucked in its adoring public. From afar, [...]
F*ck you, Northside.
So I went to Michigan for a few days, and when I came back I didn’t have cable or internet, because both of those things were in Damon’s name, and he cancelled that shit. So I made a reservation for a technician to come between 12p and 2p today to re-install it, except that no [...]
Piano Men
Does that image just not fill you with LOVE?! I’m seeing Billy Joel and Elton John in concert tonight. I paid $100 a ticket to undoubtedly be in the nosebleed section of Conseco Fieldhouse. The sound will probably be bad. The beer? Expensive. I thought about this when I signed on to ticketmaster that Saturday [...]
New Addictions.
Disclaimer: If you are a dude, there’s really nothing for you in this entry, as it is obscenely girly. Alas, it’s NaBloPoMo, and sometimes I don’t have anything to write about except how one shade of lipstick can take you from “classic” to “slutty.”
. . .
I don’t really go shopping, per se. My entire wardrobe [...]
Record Store Day!
Stayin’ busy.
A little while ago, Katie and I went to the National Record Store Day activities at Luna in Broad Ripple. Photo share!
Luna.
Katie. She’s kind of the most adorable ever, right? See the dandelion in her hand? A stranger just handed that to her. Yeah, it’s a weed, but strangers just hand her flowers. It’s [...]
Lens Envy
After uploading my photographs to Flickr, it only takes about two minutes of me rummaging around through other people’s images to come to the realization that my work is amateur crap. There is SO much talent and creativity in photography out there and my only hope is that I can be inspired and get better [...]
Good God.
You know what’s boring? The Republican convention. I am enjoying that guy dressed up as Lincoln.
You know what’s NOT boring? RibFest. It was awesome.
Top Three
Top Three Things I Learned While Eavesdropping on a Nearby Table of Northside COUGARS on the patio of the Moon Dog Tavern Last Night:
1) Bobby was f*cking Missy and that other chick at the same time.
2) “You just need a little botox…right between the eyes. That’s it!”
3) Call the babysitter. She just wants to DANCE [...]
Stereotypes.
My living on the northside does not make me uppity, or proud. Still, I don’t get too far south of downtown that often. And I WAS totally judging when I snapped this shot out my car window, on the corner of Morris and Belmont….
