Category: Random Randomocity
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Life is not American Idol
I am having what Oprah calls a full-circle moment. I’m sitting in a certain coffeehouse near-ish to my home. I was writing about something else and it wasn’t going well. Then they put Jeffrey Gaines on the sound system. (Do you know him? You should…) It occurred to me that it was RIGHT HERE, one…
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I watched the movie so you won’t have to
Watched Nights in Rodanthe last night. Let me summarize it for you: Her: “I am a damaged person but I am hopeful and still believe in love now that you are here with me in this windswept oceanfront house, Richard Gere.” Him: “Yes, Diane Lane. I, too, am damaged by that woman I accidentally killed.…
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I am apparently not a creative genius. Darn.
I thought I invented a word the other day and I was so excited. The word is jackhole. (It’s all class here, folks.) But I was just catching up on some horrible TV that I DVRed last night (which may or may not have had something to do with the phrase “Real Housewives”) and guess…
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Hot buttered rum, emphasis on the “butt”
Last night I lived out a childhood fantasy. At a young age, my mom indoctrinated my sisters and I to movie musicals. Every Christmas we gathered round the tube to watch Bing Crosby and Rosemary Clooney in White Christmas — all the while wondering why such a beautiful young woman would ever fall for such…
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Cabin Fever: Sweating out the beast
Oh, Cabin Fever. You are a clingy beast. You already destroyed my January with all the various illnesses around here. You even went so far as to go after my birthday. Now I tell you this: YOU WILL NOT HAVE MY FEBRUARY! Cabin Fever, you might as well be a snake oil salesmen with all…