Monday, September 8, 2003
autumn blue sky and cool breeze
It’s almost fall and that’s the best season there is in Texas, as far as I’m concerned. It was so nice this weekend (only in the 80s) that we actually hung out outside.
The … Read the rest!
autumn blue sky and cool breeze
It’s almost fall and that’s the best season there is in Texas, as far as I’m concerned. It was so nice this weekend (only in the 80s) that we actually hung out outside.
The … Read the rest!
new music
Are you one of those people who’s always buying new music? Always into the local music scene? Always mentioning the names of bands no one’s heard of but you and your friends? Or are you like me?
If … Read the rest!
Ow!
Today, for the first time in a long time, I danced.
My oldest kid, Josh, went with my dad for a belated birthday-gift-buying expedition and quality grandfather/grandson time. Me, Dallas, and the Baby stayed home. While I burned a … Read the rest!
A new game!
I got this interviewy game from Pink Plaid Face. Here are the instructions, which I’ve modified a bit because I don’t have a comment function on this site:
1. If you want to participate, send me … Read the rest!
something new
Michelle has decided to start doing soft news on her blog, and what could be softer than an interview with me? Michelle read My Pattern Book, the chapbook I’ve been pimping around town while waiting for … Read the rest!
PhoneWorks
Look what I get to do in October. Cool, huh?
My kids starts middle school on Monday.
God. I’m so freaked out, I’m numb.
Middle school on Monday, and a fire dance through the night. Read the rest!
I stayed the …
quick book news
So a woman from The Houston Chronicle calls to see if she can do a “profile” on me, because her editor read somewhere that I’m a local-girl-makes-good with a book deal and all. So, of course, I … Read the rest!
Say, Mister, can you spare a nickel so’s I can get me a 40-oz of time?
I keep wanting to tell y’all about the drunken white guy who took off his sandals and tried to sing “Boogie On Reggae Woman” … Read the rest!
why I deserve to be bad sometimes
I worked 8.5 hours of freelance contract work today. On Sunday. Starting at around nine a.m. With one of my son’s friends over and all the little boys in the house at full … Read the rest!
Hey, but, you know what?
I don’t have to explain myself to you.
(Read all entries from today, from bottom to the top, to discover that I’m contemplating late-night sin while sugar plums revolve in my children’s heads.)
That’s right. … Read the rest!