The Girls and I decided to start a book club, which we’ve called “The Lady Literates,” because we’re fuckin’ ladies. Our first book was David Sedaris’s new memoir, ”When You are Engulfed in Flames.” This was also centered around the fact that David’s book tour was stopping in our little Broad Ripple bookstore, Big Hat Books.
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When You Are Enchanted by Sedaris
I want an Obama-Wonder Ticket
Yesterday morning, I overheard my boss down the hall, mentioning something about Obama, and then Stevie Wonder, and then “free”. I thought of all the things I had to do that night, all the errands I had to run, all the brow hairs that needed plucking, all the cardio I had to do to [...]
right on, right on.
So.
Obama’s campaign people have leased a section of the building I work in to set up their Indiana headquarters. I peek in there every time I walk by to see lots of young, attractive people. And they’re all doing seemingly important things, like trying to change our nation, while I’m filling out spreadsheets [...]
Blarney.
I didn’t think St. Patrick’s Day was going to be a big deal in Indianapolis. Little did I know, a large percentage of people (including children and officers of the law) take the day off and get wasted in the streets all day. Bess, Jana, and I discovered this when we attempted to go to [...]
Just Like a Prayer…
Jana’s birthday party was 80s-themed. I’m always a bit put-off by theme parties because they always involve more effort than I like in getting ready. But as soon as I hit the GOLDMINE that was the 96th street Goodwill, it turned into the highlight of my weekend.
For less than $5, I became the owner of a [...]
G.A.M.E. N.I.G.H.T.
It started when I commented on Brooke’s abundance of obscure 90s trivia. “You are so on my trivial pursuit pop culture team,” I had said.
It was decided that we needed a game night, and Jana was gracious enough to host.
We begin game night with wine and various delicious appeteasers enjoyed by all.
Winos!
Jana with tasty, tasty [...]
Media Motherf*ckers.
These are My Girls, aka, the Ladies With Whom I Work - I’m not sure when I started calling them “My Girls,” possibly just this second.
Left to Right - Bess, Jana, Katie, Me, Brooke.
This wasn’t a special occasion. We dress like this every day.
Many jellow shots later…
Announcement!
I’ll be in Bloomington for a company retreat later this week, but my lady work friends and I are heading down early for a night of college tomfoolery!
Therefore, if you’re going out on the town tomorrow, meet me at the Bluebird for cheap drinks, cheap thrills, and me, trying not to get drunk before a company function (where [...]
