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October 2007 archivesWednesday, October 31, 2007
Doing my part for the war effort
Happy Halloween! Halloween is a HUGE deal at my new job. Lots of fun stuff going on today. While candy and costumes and rum are certainly wonderful perks, the new job is turning out to be a fantastic move for a million reasons. It's a great place to be. And I'm not just saying that, Rene. :) Tonight I'm playing it low-key. On Saturday, we went to the lovely home of the Huffencoopers - Andrew and Cinnamon - for their annual Halloween party. We had a fantastic time (I probably had waaay too good of a time as there was both cheese and vodka) and saw some fantastic costumes. So no craziness for Scott and I. Just a viewing of Halloween and candy eating. There also will be beer. Last night the girls and I celebrated - well, mourned - the departure of our good friend, Hoppe, to the suburbs. She's found love and affordable real estate - as most of our girlfriends and their husbands have these past few years - and none of us would begrudge her either of those things. As also is the case with all of our friends, we'll miss her to pieces. You know, I haven't minded the lines around my eyes that have come with age. Or that I have a sprinkling of gray hairs, or even that my butt is now riddled with cellulite. And it is. It's sad. No, what I mind about getting older is that I don't see as much of my girlfriends as I once did. I would totally welcome cottage-cheese thighs if it meant more of them during my week. Posted by Erin at 07:41 AM | | filed under: Sunday, October 28, 2007
Heh
"So, I was reading this article about feng shui in Domino yesterday, and I looked over to my Relationships Area and realized it is where I keep my luggage. I LITERALLY have baggage stored there." - Jessica, Getting a bit literal, aren't we? Ultratart Posted by Erin at 12:10 PM | | filed under: Blog move Friday, October 26, 2007
Random observations
* One of my favorite things about working on an iMac is that I no longer have to worry about carrying a mirror because iPhoto Booth is like having the most awesome mirror times twenty. It is the mirror for nerds like me. * Every time I get an email from JP, I immediately wonder why it reads "John" as opposed to "Dad." * Last night Scott uploaded Joe Jackson's Greatest Hits for me. And The Very Best of Hall & Oates. The other day, I complained about being referred to lately as "mam." Clearly I need to face reality. My iPod says as much about my age as do the lines around my eyes. * My new job provides a pop machine in the cafeteria where all the pop - and it's good pop - is $.25 a can. Diet Coke and I have resumed our bubbly, chemically goodness-filled affair. My skin is as cracked as a clay vase. * When I was in Las Vegas this week, I watched as a perfectly normal-seeming woman - well, as normal-seeming as some of these folks who land in Vegas are - sit at a slot machine at Caesar's Palace, pull out a bottle of Scope, take a swig, swish it around in her mouth for a few minutes, and then grab a randomly discarded coffee mug to spit it all out. My girl Hixx might be disappointed to learn this, but Las Vegas can bite me. If I start going off here about how I really feel about this place, I'm bound to insult someone. Let's just say that the Scope-swilling situation has never happened to me on the CTA. Thank God I was there for work and didn't have to pay for any of it. * Speaking of the CTA, someone who works for the CTA has started reading my site almost every day. To you, CTA worker, I say, "Thanks for your blue line!" I've started taking the blue line to work and I love it so much I want to make out with it. I'm home from work in 35 minutes. And that includes the 1/2 mile it takes me to walk to the el station. * I miss Oprah. Last year my schedule at the paper allowed me to watch Oprah every day. Now I can't, and I'm going to start Tivo-ing it. Something I can admit to you now is that I was interviewing for a job at Oprah before I took the job I have now. That's right - I was in the inner sanctum. It took everything in me not to blog about the fact that I was sitting, alone, in the a conference room for a few minutes, and massive pictures of Oprah adorned the walls and it wasn't done ironically. I ultimately declined to pursue the job - the process would have been several more weeks, with no guarantee of a job at the end, and I had another offer on the table - but it was fun to meet everyone at the Oprah.com team again - we'd met months earlier - and hopefully we'll have drinks soon. (Hint, hint, M) Anyway, This is why I miss watching Oprah. I love her show. I do. I have no problem admitting this. Posted by Erin at 05:15 PM | | filed under: Random Stupidity Oh joyous rapture
I'm sure some of you remember how I used to go on and on about a blogger who went by the moniker "Fresh Pepper" and how much I loved him. I was always so sad when he'd close up shop, which he had to do a couple of times. Luckily, he's a Phoenix, that guy, and this time he's risen from the ashes and brought with him the female version of himself over at "Do Not Overmix." Blogging isn't dead, people. It was just waiting for Fresh to get on with it already. Posted by Erin at 11:50 AM | | filed under: Blog move Thursday, October 25, 2007
Because some of you have asked ...
... Athena, she of the awesome, though now defunct, blogs Lexxicon and Life in a Beach Town, is OK. As is her entire family. Athena and her family are based right outside of San Diego. From A: "We're doing just fine. It's nuts around here, as you can imagine. The smoke and ash is everywhere and the sky has an eerie orange glow. The devastation around the region, and San Diego county more specifically, is horrible. Truly horrible." She was touched to learn so many of you have asked about her and if you're interested in getting touch with her, email me and I'll pass along her email address. I've been in Vegas all week for work and have not been able to absorb all of the information regarding the devastation from the fires. When I spoke with Athena, she told me that the massive avocado farms I visited when last out there two years ago are gone. We're talking the livelihood of thousands of people, just wiped out completely. So incredibly sad. Posted by Erin at 01:26 PM | | filed under: Blog move Sunday, October 14, 2007
Pretty flowers
Posted by Erin at 09:13 AM | | filed under: Odds and ends Friday, October 12, 2007
She is trusting her little universe
The new job starts Monday. I can't wait. I'm still going to be working as a Web editor, only at a publishing house. Publishing firm. Publishing company. Whatever. Working as a Web editor still, and, awesomely enough, traveling a little bit too. I like a little travel with my jobs. I took this past week off and I'm certainly glad that I did. Up until yesterday, I was still waking up every morning, freaking out about the state of the Sun-Times Web site, and things that still needed to be done, which was ridiculous since my last day there was Friday. That job took a hold on me pretty tightly. It's taken a few days of sleep, shopping, eating, drinking and general rest and relaxation for me to shake off the S-T's tight grip on my brain. For as much as I loved what I did, and was as appreciated for that work as I was, I vow to never let my job interfere that much with my psyche again. This has been such a fun vacation, and it's still going on. Today is lunch with my mom and drinks with Scott's sister and brother-in-law. Tomorrow I'm a running a 5K with Shelane and then it's off to Morton's where Scott and I will eat all sorts of red meats and shellfish and drink martinis. Sunday is the Bears game and I am making a big pot roast dinner. There has been much eating and drinking and cooking on this vacation. How I'm going to keep fitting into all of those new clothes I've purchased, I do not know. But it's been fun and I'm happy and relaxed and going into my new job with a strong sense of purpose and calm. I vow to never again take for granted the time I have with my friends and loved ones, and it makes the prospect of work much more exciting. Plus, you know, Vegas. I'm going to Vegas soon. To mark the new job, I recently purchased this necklace, thanks to my good friend Marit, who turned me onto this artist. I like the design of the piece itself, to say nothing of its meaning. I think it's a good token to take with me into this new step. Plus, it's cute and funky and if there are two things I really enjoy, cute and funky are, well, two of them. Posted by Erin at 09:37 AM | | filed under: Odds and ends Go Al!
I can't be the only person whose heart was warmed by learning of this when she woke up today. I don't claim to be green, or an environmentalist, but I've had such respect and admiration for what Al Gore has tried to do these past few years. Plus, I feel like it's one of those situations in life where a person has not only made lemonade out of lemons, but he also added some top-shelf vodka to it and threw the best party in the history of mankind. Suck it, Dubya. Seriously can't wait for your smug face to be a sorry footnote in the history of our country. Posted by Erin at 07:24 AM | | filed under: Political, baby Monday, October 08, 2007
Things I have barely been able to tolerate* By Glin E. Pup
2) The disturbing lack of tennis balls in this house. 3) The heat. It's all too exhausting to talk about. But you try walking around with this much fur on you and see how easily you're able to resist barking at your own reflection. What is this? October or Hades? 4) Pamela Anderson is married again. The Mama says this woman has "daddy issues." I do not know what that means but I think her biggest issue is that she is batshit crazy. 5) I still have no opposable thumbs. It is making world domination, not to mention opening the refrigerator door to abscond with the cheese slices, incredibly difficult. 6) Everyone who has ever been associated or will be associated with anyone or anything having to do with either "Laguna Beach" or "The Hills." This includes my Aunt Kate, who so rudely rushed off the phone with The Mama the other night so she could watch these insipid morons on TV. I am tired of seeing their scrunchy little faces on the cover of The Mama's Us Weekly. I became so incensed with the most recent issue that I grabbed it and tried to tear it apart. I was stopped because The Mama wanted to read about Jennifer Aniston. 7) The Bears. Last night's second-half made for good football but my constitution is far too delicate for that kind of action. Stop screwing up. Kiss Robbie Gould and Devin Hester for The Mama. Tell Urlacher to stop having sex with crazy women and concentrate on being an awesome linebacker. 8) The Mama. She keeps playing, over again over again, "All Night Long" by Lionel Richie, proclaiming to anyone who will listen, that Richie's career is "due for a renaissance." Like Anderson, I find her to be batshit crazy. 9) The disturbing lack of peanut butter in this house. 10) They have a day for Columbus, but not for Awesome Dogs. The Mama says every day is "Awesome Dog Day," but I think she's an evil, lying harpy. I'm off to start a movement, get a petition rolling. But only after I've finished licking my own crotch. *for Jeanne Posted by Erin at 10:03 AM | | filed under: Glin Monday, October 01, 2007
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Hard Sun When I walk beside her Once I built an ivory tower There's a big When she comes to greet me Once I dug an early grave Once I stood to lose her So I tried to want her
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1) My cousin, Bella. She is spring-loaded in every part of her body and therefore goes flying off of the walls, the couch, the bed, the gate, my head. She comes over every week and has decided that the only way she can maneuver throughout my house is to attach her mouth onto my ears. I hate her. I hate puppies. I hate everyone.