After a While, It’s Hard to Say Which is Which

After a while, the houses all start to run together.  The street names–Greenwood, Woodlawn, Greenland, Riverwood, Creekwood, Woodwood, Woodforest, Forestwood, Forestforest, Forestlawn, Lawndale, Dalewood, Woodgreen, Greenwood–all seem to come full circle after a while.  Did we drive down this street already?  Did we look at that house already?
If we bought that house, could we fix [...]

Songs About Places You Know

One thing that tickles me a great deal about living in Nashville is that it’s like a giant small town.  Eventually, you feel like you know someone who knows someone who knows the person you’ve just met and you start to realize that the folks at Wendy’s recognize your voice when you hit the drive-thru.
The [...]

Swoon

So, I was looking for solid evidence that Teresa of Avila played the tambourine when I discovered this.
Is it wrong that I want to have art-induced hallucinations?
On the other hand, I have no desire to listen to music of the Romantic period, which just goes to show there’s only so far I’ll go for vision.

My Dad Predicts the Future

So, my dad calls me up to tell me that a.) they’ve found a house to rent while my mom finishes up her thirty years; b.) that my birthday presents should start dribbling in at any time now; and c.) that, if I want some of their furniture to fill my house with, I’d better [...]

As You Know

I am a giant baby and a superstitious fool and so I’m about to do something that make me anxious, but I’m not going to tell you what it is until after, because even though I think it’s going to go poorly, I don’t want my high hopes and enthusiasm to be the cause of [...]

In Which I Complain

Okay, so, I’ve been talking to everyone I see in person about buying a house, everyone except for a banker, because I just don’t want to go in and waste time if I can’t afford a mortgage.  And so I’m playing this fucked up game in my mind where I talk about getting a house [...]

Is Tiny Cat Pants Magic?

You recall the other day I was remarking about 15th century Spaniards and their love of boobs, frilly collars, and painting of food products made to look like people?  Well, that’s because I was looking for a picture of a 15th century Spaniard, which we might photoshop into having a nose ring.  Cervantes, specifically, not [...]

Lunch-eh-time and the Living is Easy

So, I’m on my way to lunch and the weather is put-it-in-your-mouth delicious and I hear what I think is the familiar plinks of the first few notes of Johnson’s “Come in My Kitchen” and I’m looking around and it’s just the noise some loose wires are making as they hit some other wires over [...]

Semi-Liveblogging Working From Home

7:30–Still in my pajamas.  Dog not walked.
7:35–Decide to live-blog working from home, just to entertain myself.
7:40–Discover that my yahoo mail is not working on this old computer.  Use this moment to give a shout-out to Coble, who has sent me an email I can’t reply to.
7:43–Animals already bored with my continued presense.  They’ve gone back [...]

Home Work

Today, I’m about to do something I’ve never done before–work from home.  I’m kind of excited.  I have this idea that it will be like being at the office, but I don’t have to worry about anyone finding me checking my comments here, and I’ll be able to do some laundry.
I feel a little decadent.  [...]

The Butcher Goes to Help My Dad

I always get anxious when the Butcher leaves.  And so I’m anxious, because he’s leaving tomorrow.  It will be fine.  It always is.  But still.  I worry he’ll do something stupid or something bad will happen.  I’m not one of those people who gets bad feelings and so the absense of any nagging bad feeling [...]

Can This Pork Roast Be Saved?

Clearly, though, the most pressing matter in Nashville this morning is whether I can salvage this pork roast. 
Here’s what I’m trying:
The end of two ketchup bottles floating around in the fridge
Generous dash of Worchestershire Sauce
Big squirt of yellow mustard
End of a jar of bbq rub
Cumin
Onion
Chili powder
Heap of brown sugar
Water
Pork
Sauce pan
Bringing it slowly up to hot.
We’ll [...]

A Tiny Post About Work

In my line of work, you sometimes get phone calls from people who want you to advise them on how to do business with other people vaguely in your line of work.  It’s like, if you coached a flag football team and had to randomly field calls from people who want to get into the [...]

Please Pray for My Pork Roast

I put it, trimmed of “excess fat” as the crock pot directions direct (heh), into the crock pot with fresh rosemary, fresh sage, onions and green peppers.  I checked it three times to make sure that I had it on “low” and not “warm” but it is all I can do to not call the [...]

If Wishes were Horses…

It’s so beautiful out that, if I could be doing anything in the world, I would somehow be napping outside in the sun and working on the Kool-aid afghan which is just about at the point where I can see it coming together and I really, really want to be putting it together.
And taking a [...]

Meeting about Meetings

I swear, I have spent the morning in every meeting known to man.  If you were also in a meeting, I was probably there, at least briefly.  I just now ate (and I usually eat at 11, so you can bet I was a little grouchy) and I have another meeting in ten minutes.
Argh.

A Flash and a Pop

One of the disadvantages to being able to sleep is that I’m having a bout of nightmares.  For the last four or five days, every night has been filled with them.
Last night, I dreamed that there was this couple, who lived in a neighborhood in Nashville that doesn’t actually exist, but, if it did, it [...]

Relief

Today, I noticed a freckle on my arm had drastically changed shape and color and I was freaking out about it all day.  Just now, I licked it.
No, I don’t know why.
But, it does turn out that my “skin cancer” was just chocolate.

I Can’t Be Satisfied

I have this terrible habit of calling my friends and asking their opinion about something and then getting pissed when they give it to me.
So, I’m all mad at Mack because I called him up for advice on buying a house and he gave it to me and it involved shit that bothers me and [...]

Just Me and the Dishes

I suspect that many if not most of y’all are tired of reading about me being sick and frankly I’m tired of being sick so we’re even.
Still, being tired of being sick does not instantly cure one of being sick.
I am feeling a little better today, though, and so I have set a goal.  Just [...]

The Green Underpants

My goal in wearing the green underpants was to moon anybody who would dare pinch me today, thus showing them my butt covered in green and rendering their pinch even stupider than it is in the first place.
Little did I know that it would be me who ended up looking foolish as the underwear migrated [...]

Where are My Veteran’s Benefits?

On a lighter note, I was almost run off the road today by a jackass with a Sons of Confederate Veterans license plate and a Confederate Veteran bumpersticker.
He appeared to be younger than me, so unless he’s a reincarnated Confederate Veteran, Veteran status works different here in the South.  Apparently, it’s inheritable.
Which, then, makes me [...]

Here, Ginger! I did it.

Ginger signed me up for this crap and I’m obliging because I like her and because I had a Diet Dr Pepper and cookies for dinner at about 8 and I’m not yet tired.
Here’s the drill:
** Post about the meme and link back to the person that tagged you.
** Go back to your archives and [...]

One or the other

It’s the kind of day you either want to spend hanging between two palm trees on a beach in San Juan

or listening to Nina Simone, practicing singing “Go to Hell” in that cheery a voice.
As you might guess, I’m not in San Juan.

Put Brown Sugar in It! That Makes it Pennsylvania Dutch!

As you may recall, I have some rogues in my family tree and I’m not sure that settling in Pennsylvania only long enough for the neighboring farmers to decide that their kids looked more like you than them and then hightailing it out to Michigan means your descendants (the ones who know they’re your descendants) [...]