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Blog move archivesMonday, July 07, 2008
... now for something completely different.
How many of you Yelp? How many of you think it's a good thing? How many of you would think it's a good thing if you knew out in San Francisco they were doing this? Hearing this sort of breaks my heart, mainly because I believe in the spirit of an organic community, and hate the idea that ad reps would effectively be, as the post says, "holding a gun to a restaurant owners' head" just to get a posted review in a top spot. What's a business owner to do? I open this up to you guys - with full disclosure that the site where the discussion is taking place is FohBoh- because you use the Internet as a resource more than most. And because I wonder if I'm the only like-minded user who is surprised and disappointed in these tactics. I was really pretty shocked when I saw the blog post at FohBoh, and I know that Yelp has come under fire recently, but still. Would you support this? Posted by Erin at 08:09 AM | Comments (5) | filed under: Blog move Friday, May 30, 2008
Universe within
"Absent are the dramatic screeches and cries of television sitcom labor. This is the sound of someone exploring their limits. This is the sound of someone's life changing. "The woman moans through each contraction, and you feel a tug deep inside of you, an urge, an awakening, that you never knew was there before. Your body nearly sways with the force of it. There are entire oceans, planets, universes, in your womb." - East Side Girl, Unnecessary Use of the Second Person in a Post, May 30, 2008 If you're all not reading East Side Girl, you are missing out. A good majority of the pregnancy journals I've read (admittedly, not a lot) are all peppered with the usual inspiring and loving platitudes you'd think, but not many chronicle an incredibly difficult pregnancy. ESG is on bed rest, and has been for some time now, and her writing through it is just humbling, amazing. SHE is amazing. Posted by Erin at 09:52 AM | | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Adventures in meta
1) Today I was at Agency Bootcamp's social media luncheon. I've become somewhat of an evangelist of social media these days - agency life will do that to you. Mostly it encompasses everything I have ever loved about being online, in a very organic way, and I feel like it's my job to help companies use it to their advantage without coming off like total assholes. It's hard to do, but I think it can be done, and I think it saves time and energy for both the seller and the buyer. Everyone wins! ANYWAY, so I was there and so was Andrew Shue. We have a past, he and I. While now he runs CafeMom and, before that, Club Mom, he also used to play soccer for LA Galaxy and, when I was an intern for the Chicago Tribune many moons ago, I met him in the locker room after a game, in his boxers, sans top. I was relating his dreaminess to my colleagues as we walked into the luncheon, holding up a group of three behind us, and said, "I know you're all too young to appreciate the beauty that was Melrose Place, but it was fantastic and Andrew Shue was dreamy." We walked in and stood in place, trying to figure out where to go. We moved aside so the group behind us could proceed ahead, and as I did the customary smile and nod, the third person to walk by was ... ... Andrew Shue. He smiled at me and nodded. I melted into the floor from embarrassment. I'm super professional, people, believe you me. 2) It's always surprising to me how very few people in marketing/advertising/publishing know and understand social media. Barely a soul in that room participated in anything beyond Facebook or MySpace, and certainly not in a professional capacity, or in any meaningful way. Some, to be sure, but it was clear that for this group, it was all pretty foreign. At one point, the moderator asked "Has everyone hear heard of Twitter?" Then he asked, "Does anyone Twitter?" I was waiting for him to ask "Is anyone Twittering right now?" because I totally was. 3) I was walking out of the gym today, and noticed that on all of the postings about Memorial Day Weekend class availability was my company's brand-spankin' new logo. Clear as day. How it is that my little gym got its hands on that thing is beyond me but I'm totally finding out tomorrow. 4) Glinny was Tails Magazine's Pet Pic of the Day. 5) Watch the man I'm going to marry, not to mention the father of my future children, throw down in a death match with our friends at Gapers Block and Chicagoist. We are friends with everyone they're snarking on, which is what makes it so lovely. Scott does the cabbage patch, which makes watching the video all worth it. 6) Read about my soon-to-be brother-in-law and his awesome company, and no, I can't get you any free Threadless stuff. Posted by Erin at 09:13 PM | | filed under: Blog move Friday, May 09, 2008
Daddy business
Our friend Matt is such a gifted and amazing writer. Scott and I are huge fans, and would love his stuff even if he wasn't a friend. Honestly, you need to make him a regular read, especially you parents out there. But don't ask him to update more because then he won't have time to write for me, and I can't lose that on my staff. He's stretched thin as it is. But definitely make him a regular read. Posted by Erin at 11:40 PM | | filed under: Blog move Friday, May 02, 2008
Someone is dating a nerd
Scott asked me to do this and I hate saying no to him: "As these endings were lost, it was necessary for the language to rely upon other means of showing relationship between sentence parts such as adjective and noun, subject and verb, verb and object, etc. The means which developed was, of course, that of Modern English. The subject cane to be indicated primarily by the verb; nouns began to be identified less by their endings and more often by the noun-marking or signaling words that preceded them, such as the, a, some, his, et.c; prepositions increased in importance and took over more of the task of signaling relationships that formerly had been shown also by the cases of nouns." For a grammar book, those are some shitty sentences. I am probably the only person from JCA's Class of '94 who kept, and regularly reads, her English book. Posted by Erin at 12:14 PM | | filed under: Blog move Friday, April 25, 2008
Fatherhood
"So, I did something even stupider: I knocked on the door. I don't know why. Maybe a ghost with real-world abilities could help a brother out? Maybe I believed that my child is such a genius that she could somehow unstrap herself, hop off the table and somehow push a chair to prop herself up and open the locked door. My imagination, sometimes it is too active." My friend Omar is hysterical. And I think we can all safely assume an excellent father. Posted by Erin at 03:38 PM | | filed under: Blog move Saturday, March 15, 2008
Eight years
It seems strange to continue to commemorate something like the anniversary of my blog, but I'm one for celebrating Groundhog's Day (not really) so it's not really out of character. I'm sad that I deleted all of my entries, accidental though it was, especially since the furthest this site goes back in the Wayback Machine is when my dad actually bought me ejshea.com and I made the switch from Geocities to handcoding. So far, I can only pick up only one of those old Geocities. And that was for the entry where I was turning 25. I will be 32 next month. I read entries written by a 26-year-old me, talking about wisdom, and I cringe a little. Mostly because I didn't know from wisdom then. And then I type that and realize that that reflection will make me cringe when I'm 46. I'm not embarrassed of such things; I did learn things about my childhood once I was in my mid-20s that were real and true. It's just that I sound so old. Oy. Have I always sounded so seasoned? Reading what I can, I suppose I have. I feel like I got more of a sense of humor the older I got; I was upset so much in my early and mid-20s. For all that wisdom I was gleaning, clearly I wasn't smart enough to see that misery for the harbinger it was. Anyway, I need to secure those damn things. They're so important to have. After eight years, it's nice to have the memories. Thanks so much to all of you who keep reading me and writing to me all of the time and sharing your stories with me. It means so much that you're there, that you care, that something I'm doing here means something to you and you're kind enough to tell me so. Thank you thank you thank you. Posted by Erin at 11:27 PM | | filed under: Blog move Friday, December 28, 2007
Two things
I'm not sure what is worse about this most recent Sun-Times editorial: that it wastes space talking about a young celebrity who finds herself pregnant, or that it wastes the space by talking about it and including, not to mention a few choice others, these sentences: "At 16 and knocked up, Jamie Lynn Spears won't be scandalized for her condition like teen moms of yesteryear. At least she is having her baby and not aborting it or denying responsibility." My very good friend Margaret Lyons, editor of Chicagoist, summed up my feelings best in her post on the editorial, saying, "Hundreds of thousands of American women gets abortions every year. It is legal. Wasn't the Sun-Times supposed to be our progressive newspaper? "Women can choose to terminate or not terminate their pregnancies, but it's hardly the Sun-Times's role to congratulate or demonize those choices." I'm not writing any letters to the editor, or boycotting the Sun-Times, but instead I've decided that my silent protest to Cheryl Reed's moronic editorial is to start volunteering at the Chicago Women's Health Center, a feminist-run health clinic whose mission it is to provide affordable, respectful, and accessible gynecological and mental health care. I encourage you in this coming new year - in this important election year - to become active in your communities, most importantly when it comes to women's health care. All women and girls, at every age, deserve the dignity that comes from having access to informative and safe medical care. When we deny women and girls this dignity, we reduce them and marginalize them into "good girls" and "bad girls," much in the same manner Cheryl Reed has done in her editorial. Here's the thing: when it comes to sexuality, it doesn't matter how much money you do or do not have. The fact that Jamie Spears ended up pregnant at 16 is not a reflection of anything other than she's a human being and with that comes a whole bunch of hormones and sexual drive. And in our puritanical, hypocritical culture, we expect our girls to ignore these instincts by guilting them into virginity, which backfires tremendously. If we were a society that genuinely valued family, then we'd provide safe, smart and respectful sex education to our children at an early age, the kind that would help usher them into puberty armed with more than just some screwed up, fucked up notion of sex. While I am adamantly, fiercely, passionately pro-choice, my feelings on this have nothing to do with abortion rights. I believe it is a procedure that should be available to women as a choice, but it is not one I wish to see any woman have to make. And I believe that places such as the Chicago Women's Health Center are a step in the right direction of helping to turn the tide of our culture, making education a priority so that no woman or girl is sent out in the world with simply the notion that sex is wrong or bad, and that they should save themselves for marriage or perish for all eternity. As a way to wrap up that rant, I give you this amazing video, courtesy of Scott, featuring a song performed by a woman who portrayed a character symbolic of the women's rights movement so fantastically that without it, who knows if we'd ever have had Dorothy Zbornak. And what a worse off world it would have been. Posted by Erin at 05:10 PM | | filed under: Blog move Monday, December 17, 2007
Stepping into 2003
Like so many people who started this whole writing online gig back in the dark ages, I've been sorta loathe to get on board some of the more newfangled features. I don't think bells and whistles for the sake of bells and whistles is ever a smart move, and if you can't seamlessly incorporate these things into your existing brand - aka your site - than you're just causing problems. But now that I think about it, that's probably due to me being crotchety and old. I fear the new, people. Get off of my lawn. Turn down that music. But I am a Web editor, for God's sake, and some of these things I have to get on board with or perish. So tonight I spent a stupid amount of time futzing with Twitter and creating a new Flickr badge, which, on their own, mean nothing, but together symbolize that I'm willing to submit that perhaps it's time to soup up this site a bit and move things forward. I mean, I agonized for three minutes whether or not to use the flash version of the Flickr badge. This is how resistant I am to change at this site. Be careful, people. Before you know it, I'm going to have an embedded video player and use the camcorder function on my Treo. Step back. Posted by Erin at 12:21 AM | | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, November 20, 2007
It's my opinion, too
"This is my opinion, but one in which I believe so strongly that as far as I'm concerned, it is a Big-F Fact: a society that doesn't take care of its own least fortunate, whether that's the poor or the disabled or whoever, is a society that does not deserve to survive. If we as a civilization can't do better than "Public schools should be reserved for the 'neurotypical'", then we deserve nothing less than to implode on our own selfish appetites and our own primping narcissism. I'll be the first one at the barricades when the revolution begins. "If you believe that you as a citizen have a right to decide that every penny of your tax dollars should go to providing your neurotypical child with the best education possible, and that you shouldn't be expected to help fund programs that do not directly benefit your kid, I'm not sure what to say to you. "Well, yes I am. I hope you take a moment out of your self-absorbed life every so often to thank your God (if you have one) that your kid didn't draw that card, the one that twists their genes or gives them an extra chromosome or stirs their brain chemistry or breaks their bodies." - Rob Rummel-Hudson, Because "separate but equal" worked out so well the first time..., November 17, 2007 Posted by Erin at 01:04 PM | | filed under: Blog move Friday, November 09, 2007
Strike
I'm so proud of Pam. If you want to learn more about what it's like on the frontlines of the writers' strike, go read her already. Posted by Erin at 10:47 AM | | filed under: Blog move 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
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 Tuesday, September 25, 2007
The Kanye discussion
We watched the "Nightline" piece on Kanye West last night, mostly because we're gluttons for punishment and because there is nothing Scott and I like to do more than volley snarky jeers at pompous pop stars when they refer to themselves as "geniuses" while showing off racks of clothing that contain not one, not two, not three, but at least ten button-down shirts in the same shade of gray. But I like Kanye's music, and as far as I'm concerned you're going to be hard-pressed to find a much more awesome song than "Touch The Sky" off of "Late Registration." It's hard, though, to divorce the artist and the music when the artist makes it so damn hard. And Kanye really does. I don't want my irritation for his public persona to color my feelings for his music. Just the same, I may agree with him that Dubya doesn't care about black people but he really punked out poor Mike Meyers with that one, and no one should leave Austin Powers holding the bag like that. Scott's going to let me burn "Graduation" because, natch, he has it. He has his own feelings about the album, in fact, so does our good friend, Matt Wood. I don't know how this came about, but these two decided to dissect Kanye's latest effort, and while I'm biased because one of the authors is my most favorite person on earth, and the other is a good friend (I'll let you figure out which is which), the writing is as solid as anything you're going to find by any rock critic. Matt: Missing Credits Posted by Erin at 05:03 PM | | filed under: Blog move Thursday, September 20, 2007
Letting others do the work for me
Clearly I can't be bothered to update my Web site these days, what with the insane schedule that I keep. It's hard to work until 1 a.m., hunched over a computer for hours on end, and then want to return home to crank out a little ditty here. I do occasionally think of things I want to talk about, but then I get distracted by something shiny and forget what it was. I'm going to start keeping notes in the Treo to improve the situation. For now, I'm going to shamelessly pimp my boyfriend and his work. If there are two qualities I love about Scott it is that he manages to be both drop-dead hysterical and incredibly kind and compassionate. Oftentimes you don't get that combination in a person, or at least you don't if you're me. Mostly because what I consider to be drop-dead hysterical is usually not what most people find to be drop-dead hysterical. One of these days I'll have to share with you my favorite joke. Anyway, Scott recently came up with the idea to test out non-alcoholic beer as an online-companion piece to The Beer Issue of the magazine. We went to two different stores to secure all this beer and what came out of our efforts was so funny that tears ran down my face reading yesterday, and one of the guys in the newsroom caught me and asked what was so funny. So near beer, yet so far was the culprit. As an addendum to this story, Scott thought it might be funny to post the remaining "beers" on Craigslist to see if anyone wanted them. I think more than 15 people contacted him. The winner went to a guy who was looking to cheer up his buddy suffering from liver cancer and "missed the taste of beer." I thought it was a bunch of baloney, and emphasized how much I wanted Scott to meet this guy in a well-lit area, but Scott trusted his instincts and figured he was a decent guy. They met at a coffee shop and made the exchange; sure enough, Scott was right. Seeing people these days has been rough; Scott and I fit in time when we can. He usually meets me on the train at night, riding with me until we get to my stop, where he then waits with me for my bus home. It's probably one of the most considerate gestures ever made on my behalf and it makes my day when I see him hop on my car when it's almost midnight. Posted by Erin at 08:09 AM | | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Amen, E
"I've never understood all of the hoopla around her and I've never gotten worked up about her in any regard. But as I flipped through this article about her, this article about Paris Hilton, after having just watched a movie about men who spent 8 years of their lives being tortured as prisoners of war in the Hanoi Hilton, I suddenly developed a very strong opinion about Paris. And that is mainly that she should shut the fuck up, and that for her to paint herself -- or for the media to paint her -- as some kind of traumatized victim is so disgraceful that it makes me want to vomit." Eliza, Draw the Girl, Return with Honor Posted by Erin at 07:50 AM | | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Can I get an "Amen?"
"Just lose the mullet, for the love of little green apples. You're KILLING my adolescent fantasies. Just because you're a "writer" now, or whatever, does not allow you to disregard the Holy Covenant of Hotness, which says that if you are hot, you owe it to society -- nay, THE WORLD -- to UPHOLD YOUR HOTNESS so as to bring succor to the bummed out of the world." Jessica, Go Fug Yourself, Fug Poets Society Seriously. What happened to him? Posted by Erin at 09:51 PM | | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Best Story Ever
"We are two young women who are coming from America to get married, have it scheduled for this Friday and are looking for two volunteers to serve as witnesses at the ceremony at 6pm. It should be very brief ..." - A Craigslist Wedding, The Adventures of Accordion Guy in the 21st Century Posted by Erin at 08:49 AM | | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Carter's Dad
"By the time my son Carter was born two years ago, I had become a terminally-bored software designer for a mega-bank in Chicago, watching the clock and surfing the internet all day while I did the minimal amount of work to keep my health benefits. "Meanwhile my wife, Debbie, had become a successful Realtor who absolutely adored her career, which quickly eclipsed mine in both enthusiasm and earnings potential. So when Carter was born, the decision about who was to take care of him was a no-brainer. Given the state of our respective careers, we decided to defy tradition and I quit my job. As far as the IRS was concerned, I became a Realtor too; I had earned my license the previous fall so I could help Debbie while she was pregnant. Officially I'm her business partner now, but all I really do is keep the books and pinch-hit for double-booked appointments. My real boss wears diapers and thinks his name is 'Caca.'" Matt Wood, The Stay-at-Home-Dad's Ego, May 29, 2007 My friend, Matt, is such a great writer and I've always been a sucker for his stories on what it's like for him to be a dad. Posted by Erin at 11:09 AM | | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Clearly I can't be bothered to write anything original this week
"Hardly a day goes by that I don't put a temporary tattoo on my 3-year-old daughter. We shop for them together at a nearby party store, and she usually picks out something butch and scary, bypassing even her beloved Dora the Explorer in favor of a dragon or some occult-looking celestial weirdness with moons and stars and stuff." - Cliff Doerksen, Tattoo You, May 15, 2007 I wonder if JP had tried this approach would I not have inked up my body? I doubt it. I like my tattoos. Still, am I wrong in that this is another example of how my generation approaches parenting differently than our parents? While it's certainly not hipster in the vein as those people who dress their children in faux vintage rock t-shirts, daily tattoo application is pretty emblematic of those of us who were born in the 1970s. When I have kids, I bet I'd do it. Posted by Erin at 11:26 AM | | filed under: Blog move Saturday, May 12, 2007
... and you kissed me.
"You toasted a piece of bread, cut it into triangular slices, and placed a piece of the pate on it, like a pat of butter. I regarded it for a long moment, then I popped it into my mouth. The texture was like velvet and sandpaper, the taste like nothing I'd ever experienced before, like mushrooms and mud and wild sex, and for the first time, I understood the true meaning of the word "nuance." I wanted more immediately, but was not sure that my tongue could stand it again so soon." - East Side Girl: Food, A Love Story, May 9, 2007 My girl is as good of a writer as she is an editor and I just love her to pieces. This post is so beautiful and sweet. Posted by Erin at 09:02 AM | | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Awwwwwww .....
"I love that about him - the organization, the fact that he's not afraid to make a schedule in PRINT about all the weekends he wants to see me, up until the new year even. But what I loved the most is that he titled it A and Hannah's Courtship Plan. Does he get me or what?" - Hannah Beth, Courtship, May 8, 2007 This is so sweet, and thoughtful, and I'm really happy for my friend. Posted by Erin at 07:14 PM | | filed under: Blog move Saturday, April 07, 2007
Pretty much how I felt about it after attempting to watch an episode of October Road
"While I love the Nighttime Drama That's Basically Sort of a Soap Opera Just Without Quite As Many Evil Twins, I am so, so, so, SO over the Touching Story of a 30 Year Old Man Who Can't Figure His Life Out Despite The Fact That Everyone Else He Knows Has Their Shit Together. (Thanks for bringing that into vogue, Zach Braff.)" - Jessica, Go Fug Yourself Seriously. The Braff has to be stopped. The Fug Girls, however? No. Go on with your bad self, Jessica. Posted by Erin at 02:28 PM | | filed under: Blog move Monday, April 02, 2007
Seven-year itch
Last month marked Year Seven of keeping ejshea.com. Good God. Seven years. People, I was 23 when I started this blog. A baby. A pup. I cannot begin to explain to you how crazy this seems to me as I don't keep with any hobby more than a year at best. And somehow I've been journaling my life online for seven years. Despite having removed the majority of the archives, I have no regrets about anything I've ever written here. Not a bit. Even the things I wrote that got people's panties all in a bunch. While I'll no longer write in intimate detail about my personal life*, I still don't feel any compunction about this practice as I've met a lot of kindred spirits out there as a result. Writing this blog is still one of my very favorite things to do, and I meet new people every day as a result of it. I feel connected to people and new ideas and thoughts and worlds in ways I would have never dreamed and I am a better person because of it. Even better because of the mean people who have read me, too. Thank you for showing up over here, reading me, emailing me, and being there when I've needed you. I really appreciate it.
Posted by Erin at 01:40 PM | | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Ew.
The Boy just sent me to this site and I'm still trying to recover from the grossness of it all. I sent my coworker, Ross, over to the site, and Ross replied, "I want to eat that now." Ross also just explained to me that he had a burning desire to deep-fry Sliders so there you go. Posted by Erin at 12:11 PM | | filed under: Blog move Thursday, March 15, 2007
Never easy
"And watching her now, it would be easy for me to feel badly about not being, I felt, 100% in looooooove with her from the very start. But I think, instead, I'm just going to remember that time as Part Of The Whole Picture; a reminder that sometimes, just like in a marriage or any other relationship, things are hard, and I have to put forth extra effort. And I realize I have been in love with her from the very start, and that it's okay - perhaps even absolutely NECESSARY - for me to recognize that it's not going to always be pretty or easy or fun." - Dawn, Feeling My Way, Running With Scissors My good friend, Dawn, is back to blogging. Well, I'm not going to hold my breath because she's a new mama and is working full time and I don't want to pressure her too much by being all, "What? You said you were back!" and have her real life get in the way of my need for her to start writing again. But she did post that entry, and that's good enough for me right now. Dawn was an invaluable shoulder to me during some rough spots last year, and, like Melissa P., was able to encourage and support me in a manner no one else could have and for that I am forever in her debt. Posted by Erin at 01:23 PM | | filed under: Blog move Thursday, March 08, 2007
Housekeeping
I've gotten rid of the comments function at both my sites. You know, I'm pretty lucky that I don't get a bunch of douchebags - and these people are douchebags - coming over here and leaving me mean-spirited comments. I really am. The nice responses and comments I get from people outweigh these tactless wonders by 99.9%. But when I do, it means I get pissed off and irritated, and expending that kind of energy on a small handful of strangers who have no social grace whatsoever is about all I can stand anymore. It's not that I think I can't be irritating. Or contradictory. Or hypocritical. Or obnoxious. I go back and read some of my stuff and I want to smack me. But hey - I'm human. We're all all of those things sometimes. I'm not going to try and defend what a jackass I can come off like here at this site. Plus, not for nothing, there are several bloggers out there who I think are as ridiculous and as self-serving as some people consider me to be. But you know, and I've played around with this for a while now, here's thing: a good majority of us out here don't think it's necessary to be such a self-involved yutz as to email someone or leave a comment to a blogger just to tell them how ridiculous we find him or her to be. In addition to being mean, it accomplishes nothing. Maybe it would make us feel a little better, but if we're honest with ourselves, we're just projecting a lot of our own insecurities and crap onto a stranger. I should know - I used to do it myself to others a long, long time ago. I'm over putting down someone else just to make myself feel better. I know that a lot of my fellow bloggers out there feel the exact same way. So anyway, I'm done with regular comments over here. In addition to the aforementioned douchebags, dealing with the spam thing is a pain. If you want to say something to me, drop me an email. And if you're one of the select few who is so enraged by what I write here, well, if you go to the trouble to email me over it, I worry about you. I think you need a hug. Posted by Erin at 01:33 PM | | filed under: Blog move Monday, March 05, 2007
Wise words from Plain-Jane
"It was during their set that I found out what the new millennium's cigarette lighter tribute is: the open cell phone. Which makes me sad. Truly. I had determined I wasn't going to do any nostalgia crap, but for real, people. Waving a cell phone? I...it's...bah. I never felt so ridiculous in my life, waving around my Samsung and I will tell you this much: my Bic lighter never fell into energy-save and went dark. You held your lighter until your thumb was on fire and you liked it!" Posted by Erin at 04:08 PM | Comments (2) | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Eastside Girl ...
... is back! Posted by Erin at 11:39 AM | Comments (2) | filed under: Blog move Monday, February 26, 2007
Here it is, Oprah fans
I was checking my search engine tonight before bed (technically, I'm still operating on Sunday night even though it's 1 a.m. here in Chicago) and I noticed a bunch of you all looking for the post I wrote that is referenced in the O Magazine article. You wouldn't have found it searching here; I wrote it almost five years ago when I was still using Blogger. God, has it been five years? You're all hysterical in your searching, by the way. I especially appreciated the persistent person from Australia who, after perhaps not finding what she was looking for, typed in the search box the following: "i shall stop being a rude nosey parkey now. sorry! :)" You, my dear, whomever you are, win the prize for my most favorite nosey parker EVER. I want you all to know I've appreciated the kind words and encouragement and love I've received from people since the article came out. It's not beyond me that being featured in anything Oprah-related is the closest most people think you get next to God. This will sound more disingenuous than I mean for it to be, but I've tried not being too excited. Just the same, it's hard not to get a little star-struck. I'm human. And I love the Big O. Ahem. Today The Boy and I were at the store, finishing our purchases, when he looks over at the magazine rack and loudly exclaims, "Why honey! Isn't that the issue of Oprah's magazine that you're in?" Instead of thwacking him upside the head, I played along. "Why yes, honey! It is!" While no one cared but us, it was nice to let myself celebrate the moment. So, thanks for celebrating it along with me. You're all really nice to me and I don't forget that. Posted by Erin at 01:11 AM | Comments (7) | filed under: Blog move Thursday, February 22, 2007
Oh Linda
It's entries such as this one that make me want to hop on a plane and give you all of the money I have in the world because you rock it so hard. Posted by Erin at 04:14 PM | Comments (3) | filed under: Blog move Monday, December 04, 2006
Note To Jon-Jon
I didn't see, didn't check, didn't know. Just thought of you and found you ... again. Which has to be better. Love to Matt. Posted by Erin at 02:34 PM | Comments (1) | filed under: Blog move Monday, October 23, 2006
Plain Awesome
I've been eating up the archives of Plain-Jane lately because, in the spirit of Jane herself, which is to say, to be honest, I can't stand most blogs out there right now and I know Robyn has been a fan of Jane's and so yeah, you all already know about her and I know she's been around for a while I don't care. Anyway, here are some lines from Plain-Jane that have made me stupidly happy: 2)"But why don't their real life friends say, "Um, hey? Might want to look into some Lithium?" 5) Ah, the sweet taste of lazy mothering! Posted by Erin at 01:45 PM | Comments (2) | filed under: Blog move Saturday, April 15, 2006
Why The Brits Are Really More Charming
"As people's faces get older they get blighted by cynicism and evidence of broken hearts and all the things that go wrong in life. It's not that Daniel lacked character, it was just that he had an extreme openness and lack of cynicism - and it was difficult to know what to do with that." Posted by Erin at 01:39 AM | | filed under: Blog move Sunday, March 26, 2006
It's The Journey, Stupid
One of the things I love best about my friend, Eliza Lou, is that she is one of those people who Gives Good Card. Seriously. The woman is known for it. She has the sweetest, most sincere, sentimental heart. I think such attention to things is something that happens to you when you're born in the south because here in the Midwest we're sorely lacking. Or at least I am. Eliza can be counted on for the best surprises in the mail. Yesterday I received a card from her and on it read this: "For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin-real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, or a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. This perspective has helped me to see that there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. So, treasure every moment that you have and remember that time waits for no one." Thanks, Eliza. It was a wonderful surprise. In other news, at 7 a.m. today Glin brought me a dead bird. I saw it on the ground and knew that once she laid eyes on it there would be no hope. We were on our way to fetch Starbucks around the corner and before I could locate something with which to shoo it away, she snatched not only the dead bird but also her best friend Frank's bouncy ball and began to prance around the yard, proud as she could be, with the back-end of this frickin' bird hanging out of her mouth. I gave her a choice: her Sunday morning grande, no-whip skim white chocolate mocha Frappuccino or the bird. I found this to be a no-brainer but for Glin, she opted for the bird. "Mother," she said, as she now has taken to calling me "Mother" as addressing me as "The Mama," she explains, is for babies. She's going through a phase. I expect her to start curling her bangs and asking for Aqua Net any day now. "Mother, I need the protein. I'll just have a sip of your cinnamon dolce latte later if you don't mind." And I didn't. However, I quickly disposed of the bird once I distracted her with a breath-freshening biscuit. She may be snotty, but she's so easy. Posted by Erin at 07:30 PM | | filed under: Blog move Thursday, March 23, 2006
Seriously, Jessica? I love you girls so much.
This is why The Fug Girls swept The Bloggies this year, people. Posted by Erin at 06:45 PM | Comments (2) | filed under: Blog move Monday, March 20, 2006
Six Years
"Lately I think that maybe that longed-for place where people "get us" is more internal than external. Maybe it is a place that we need to create in ourselves, for ourselves. Maybe the bar where everybody knows your name and is always glad you came isn't necessarily confined to a particular geographic location in Boston, Massachusetts." - Grace at romanlily.com Years and years ago, Jessie turned me on to romanlily.com, an online journal kept by Grace, who lives in Atlanta. I loved it the moment I read her. Her pseudonym is apt as her writing is as graceful as anything out there. The online journal-type sites and blogs that I tend to gravitate towards, more often than not, are generally humorous in nature. And when I say "humorous" I usually mean snarky and more playful than serious. Less personal than not. While I no doubt fall flat on more than occassion, I know that my own writing falls in that realm. Especially in the past couple of years. I'm just loathe to share as much as I once did and document every feeling for public consumption. This isn't to say that I never write more serious, personal bits, but I'm learning that there are better ways for me to digest my goings-on. Besides, when you've the Grace's of the world doing it better, why reinvent the wheel? This week marks the six-year anniversary of ejshea.com, and I've been reflecting on how dramatically different online writing has become. How much bigger the pool is and how many different sorts of people are swimming in it. What once seemed to be the sole province of The Writer is now a place where anyone and everyone can document their lives and thoughts for anyone who cares to read, which is a wonderful thing. I like that online writing is no longer this incestuous pit of a select few who dominate, whatever that really meant anyway. And things may not have changed at all - it's been a couple of years since I have been involved with any sort of formal online journaling/blogging community, so I'm completely out of the loop - but I'm even happier that there is no longer any Cool Kids tag placed on any particular person. With the happy exception of Dooce, whose work rightly merits such a designation, the landscape seems far too vast and open to even bother crowning Most Popular anymore. Besides, if we've all learned anything during the past several years, it is that no matter how big blogging and journaling becomes, it remains this is teeny, tiny piece of the entire puzzle that makes up our world. And while I'm sure it brings a certain element of sincere self-fulfillment to those who have it, online journaling celebrity, in the grand scheme of things, is as dubious as any other sort of celebrity. All that said, I'm still deliriously happy with this hobby of mine. It's changed my life both professionally and personally, and though it isn't the same site as it once was, I still enjoy keeping it. Most importantly, I still enjoy reading online journals and blogs, and finding new writers out there who are like Grace, who make me incredibly proud to be part of this particular teeny, tiny piece of the entire puzzle that makes up our world. Viva la blogging, bitches. Posted by Erin at 09:07 AM | Comments (6) | filed under: Blog move Friday, March 10, 2006
Things That Make Me Feel Better About Myself
1) Look. She's pregnant. You know she is. Deal with it. I mean, how else does one save a marriage? Why, getting yourself knocked up, that's how! 2) "You're...just saying the word "cooter" really loud." 3) This really doesn't make me feel better about myself, but it does bring me a stupid amount of joy. 4) Glin has learned how to shake, people. That's right. She shakes. 5) I love Project Runway so much. Almost as much as I love Defamer. Posted by Erin at 08:01 AM | Comments (3) | filed under: Blog move Sunday, February 05, 2006
New Favorite Blog
Marit is HYSTERICAL. Posted by Erin at 06:25 PM | Comments (5) | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Awesome
If any of you send me a Valentine this year and it's on one of these? I'll love you 4Eva. For reals. Best. Ever. Posted by Erin at 08:54 PM | Comments (0) | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, January 11, 2006
I Heart Kevin Smokler
I served on a panel over the summer with Kevin Smokler and found him to be one of the most interesting, intelligent, funny people I'd ever met. It was my loss - and technology's fault - when he came back through Chicago months later and I missed having dinner with him again. Kevin comments on the JT LeRoy hub-bub and brings up the exact same thing I thought of when the LeRoy and James Frey stories broke the other day. Most of you kids won't even remember Kaycee Nicole but back then ... woo. Whatta Internet drama that was. As an aside, you all should go and pick up Kevin's book. It's fabulous, so is he. I'm such a fan girl. Posted by Erin at 07:40 PM | Comments (0) | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Shameless Plug
My good friend Rachelle made me look so good in the photo used for this interview that what we really need to do, instead of having dinner together tomorrow night, is have her sit me down and learn me up some Photoshop so I can fool the entire world into thinking I actually look like that. Posted by Erin at 08:10 AM | | filed under: Blog move Sunday, January 01, 2006
The Dreaded Year-End Meme Entry! Huzzah!
Our friends Jim and Wendy are on their way here and I have to do something to keep myself occupied that doesn't include going back to bed and moaning about how badly my head hurts. 1. What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before? Oh Lord. I can already tell that I'm far too hungover for this. The first thing that comes to mind is that I went to LA. 2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? Did I make any last year? I don't think so. Yeah, I'm working at losing the 15 pounds I gained over this year. My trainer is making me meet with him twice a week because I think he hates me. 3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Both of my friends named Erin, my sister-in-law, a friend from work ... I am certain that I am missing someone here. 4. Did anyone close to you die? No. 5. What countries did you visit? None. 6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005? Peace. Really. I need to get a bloody mary in my system right now. Um, May 10, when Tales officially hit the stores and June 10. The book stuff went very well. Eh. There were probably a few things I failed at this year but I don't know. Isn't that part of the deal with everyone? 10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Oh, I've now developed this weird stomach thing that takes over my body for a few days now and again. 11. What was the best thing you bought? Does my shrink count? Britney Spears, people. 13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? Next. My answer to this is always the same: The Bush Administration. 14. Where did most of your money go? No place in particular. Clothes, maybe? 16. What song will always remind you of 2005? Do I really have to pick one? No! "Landed" by Ben Folds, "Where Does The Good Go," by Tegan and Sara, "Oh Darlin'," by the Beatles but sung by Cathy Richardson, "Crash," by Gwen Stefani, "Best Of You," by Foo Fighters, "Better Version of Me," by Fiona Apple, "Hard To Beat" by Hard-Fi, "Since You Been Gone," by Kelly Clarkson, "If It's Hurting You," by Robbie Williams, "Trapped," by Bruce Springsteen, "Girl," by Beck, "The Damage In Your Heart," by Weezer, "When I Go," by Over The Rhine, "Mr. Brightside," by The Killers, "Somewhere Only We Know," by Keane, "Wide Open," by Alana Davis, "Chicago," by Sufjan Stevens, "Knuckle Down," by Ani DiFranco ... God I'm going to stop now. 17. Compared to this time last year, are you: a) happier or sadder? Sadder, but hopeful. 18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Exercising. Paying attention. 19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Obsessing. Eating. Drinking. 20. How will you be spending Christmas? See LA. 21. Did you fall in love in 2005? Yes. Look at that face? How could you not? 22. How many one-night stands? None. Does anyone ever answer this question? 23. What was your favorite TV program? Boston Legal and Grey's Anatomy are both delightful. Lord no. 25. What was the best book you read? I just finished Liza Palmer's "Conversations with the Fat Girl" and it was fabulous. This was such a big year for me as I really got into music again, in a way I hadn't in years. I really love Sufjan Stevens. 27. What did you want and get? 28. What did you want and not get? A smaller ass. Clarity. 29. What was your favorite film of this year? Oh man. Wedding Crashers, Walk The Line and Brokeback Mountain all ruled. 30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? On my actual birthday, we went to BIN 36. I celebrated my 29th birthday at a spa, a party with my friends and oh yeah. GETTING RIPPED OFF. 31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Vince Vaughn on my mantle. 32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005? Why You Shouldn't Throw Away All Of Your Fat Clothes. 33. What kept you sane? Cheese. 34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? See Vince Vaughn. 35. What political issue stirred you the most? The Katrina response. 36. Who did you miss? Um, no one that I can think of. 37. Who was the best new person you met? I actually met a slew of new people this year. Can't pick just one. They all rule. 38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005. Stop after the third G&T. 39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. i think i'm done gunnin to get closer -Ani DiFranco, "Knuckle Down" ... and ... - Fiona Apple, "Better Version of Me" Posted by Erin at 01:47 PM | Comments (2) | filed under: Blog move , Odds and ends Wednesday, December 28, 2005
This Is Why I Adore Eliza Lou
"I am rambling. I guess I just want to continue my resolutions from the past two years -- being brave and letting myself be happy -- and combine them into having faith. Not faith in God, necessarily, because God help me, I have tried with everything in me to believe and I can't, I just cannot, but faith in life and in myself. "Faith in the idea that taking chances is what life is all about. Faith that it will work out if we really try. Faith in the concept, that most beautiful of concepts, as espoused by Maureen Johnson in her performance piece as well as Indiana Jones in The Last Crusade, that concept of the leap of faith. That sometimes you just have to say to hell with it and do things that really scare you. Because you have to believe in that Zen saying ... Leap and the net will appear. "I'm not so good at leaping without a net. I am a maniacal net imaginer when it comes to most things. I have to formulate it in my head and be sure even if only in my mind that it's there. But sometimes I think we can get tangled in these nets we create for ourselves and that they can keep us from keeping our resolutions such as being brave and letting ourselves be happy. Sometimes there is no net in life. Maybe there are never any nets at all. Or maybe we just have to accept that they are there in ways that we just can't conceive of yet." I love my friend. She reminds me of the things I believe in yet sometimes have a hard time following. It is all about faith. Posted by Erin at 06:28 PM | Comments (2) | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Googled
You know you're glad to be some small part of the Internet when you look at your referral logs and see that someone who works at Google has Googled you. Posted by Erin at 06:54 PM | Comments (0) | filed under: Blog move Monday, November 14, 2005
Stepmoms Rule
"You have to kiss a million of these." When I opened the envelope, out fell a magnet rendering of the toad from The Wind in the Willows. It was classic Lynette, a gesture that only she could have come up with and just knowing that she thought enough of me to do such a thing made tasks such as brushing my teeth and breathing in and out during the aftermath doable. As you can see, I still have the magnet. I, of course, found a prince or two since then, but I keep the toad magnet on my refrigerator to remind me daily of an important lesson, one that another stepmom is teaching to her daughter: Lynette taught me how to have a resilient heart and I am forever grateful to her for that. I know Tracy's daughter will feel the same someday. Posted by Erin at 07:21 PM | Comments (2) | filed under: Blog move , Odds and ends Thursday, November 03, 2005
Achtung, baby
First. Don't click this link at work. Second. Don't click this link if you're currently taking a sip of a cold and frosty beverage. Eating while clicking this link isn't recommended, either. Third. Don't click this link if you're still not ready to know where babies come from. Fourth. Don't click this link if you're still not ready to know where babies come from and you most certainly aren't ready for it to be explained to you a) in German and b) through illustration. Barring all of those things, click this link. Some days it's all I can do not to fall onto my hands and knees and thank God and Al Gore for the Internet. If only for this page alone. Posted by Erin at 09:50 PM | Comments (10) | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Congratulations, Sister
"Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. "That is just being in love, which any fool can do." What a lovely passage to include in one's wedding vows. I have known Lori for a couple of years now, and she was one of the many talented writers who wrote Tales From The Scale. I've always felt I had a kindred spirit in Lori and was so happy when she and Brian got engaged. They finally went up and got themselves hitched a couple of weekends ago. Congrats, Lori. Many years of many happys. Posted by Erin at 11:14 PM | Comments (3) | filed under: Blog move Saturday, August 13, 2005
Total chairness
"last night at dinner i was reckoned a victim of secular society because i wondered why science needed to incorporate religious understandings ... i wondered what an infusion of religious or metaphysical discourse would or could add to the work of science ... i was told that there is no middle ground between the "positivism" of darwin's "blind chance" and the "good sense" of the christian's "divine intelligence" ... "a misstep ... i think the matter on both "sides" is a horrible reaching out to strangle holy mystery ... to deny the unfathomable complexity of our origins ... both "sides" would diminish wonder by "solving" us ... too simply ... science has good eyes ... but religion's got - uh - soul ... let science keep looking and thinking ... let religion keep knowing in its own best ways ... let science and religion meet for coffee or dinner from time to time ... let them laugh a lot over pie." I read this before I moved and even if Br. Tom wasn't one of the few people who have had the profoundest of profound impacts on my life, I'd still share this. There is something so delightful, so encouraging, so beautiful about this idea. ... let them laugh a lot over pie, indeed. Posted by Erin at 05:52 PM | Comments (0) | filed under: Blog move Damn. It. All.
Lord. If anyone emailed me in the past two weeks and you didn't hear from me, there is a good reason why: I didn't get it until today, when the DSL kicked on at home and I downloaded email to Outlook. For whatever reason, my Web-based email client wasn't downloading all of my emails so I got some and not others. I do not even want to go into the emails I have missed from people. At least two were from my best friends containing serious news and OH MY GOD why you girls are still talking to me after not getting a response from me is a testament to our friendships SERIOUSLY. I'm catching up, swear to God. Posted by Erin at 10:31 AM | Comments (0) | filed under: Blog move Friday, July 22, 2005
Not So Simple
Wes's old roommate, Matt, has gotten into the game. Blogging and designing. Now only if we could get Wes and Matt to blog together ... The two of them together could power the world based on the amount of laughter that would generate as a result of their chemistry. I got through the first-half of college because 1) They had Super Mario Kart in their dorm room, 2) Liked the same music I did, and 3) CRACKED MY SHIT UP. Go visit Matt. Go hire him too. Posted by Erin at 01:10 PM | Comments (0) | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Patended Glide Rings Really DO Glide!
I have to admit that hearing the voice of one of my oldest friends as it rattles off ad copy about a BMW is totally surreal. Just the same, listening to Wesley made me want to buy a watch, switch insurance companies and purchase my next flight online. Posted by Erin at 09:28 PM | Comments (1) | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Indie Rocker Pick-Up Lines
In light of Intonation, I give you this list. It cracks me up. Below is my favorite of the list because it's the most-often heard phrase out of a hipster's mouth and the biggest giveaway that the person saying it is a true "indie rocker" and therefore has a problem with everything: Posted by Erin at 11:05 AM | Comments (1) | filed under: Blog move Saturday, July 02, 2005
A Big Shout Out To Canada And Spain
"Already, the vast majority of Canadian and Spanish children are crying, trembling, sensing something is amiss, aware that the precious balance has been altered, their potential fates as imminent homophobes and conservative ideologues being thrown into question. I mean, what will they become? Who will teach them to hate gays and loathe anyone who is different and where will they learn to be all sexually uptight and sanctimonious and misguided? Posted by Erin at 11:43 AM | | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, June 29, 2005
God I Love Robyn
Posted by Erin at 12:04 PM | | filed under: Blog move Thursday, June 23, 2005
... and he cooks too.
I swear to God, I think this guy's blog should be required reading for every single person who sets him or herself up with a blogspot or typepad account. If you can't write at least half as good as the IA, close up your browser, put down your digital camera, and go home. The Internet is full. Seriously, people. Go back and read every single one of his posts. It's guys like IA who shame everyone else. Posted by Erin at 06:23 PM | | filed under: Blog move Tuesday, June 21, 2005
The Conch!!
Thanks to Rachelle for directing my attention to Natalie Dee. Anyone whose tag line reads "Drawings To Huff By" gets my eternal love and gratitude. I cannot stop laughing. Also I cannot help but be wistful for Girl With Aspirin -- Kathleen! I miss you! Are you too busy having barbeques with Jeff Tweedy to write me up something good? Heh. As you were. Posted by Erin at 07:41 AM | | filed under: Blog move Monday, June 20, 2005
Help! I'm Being Spammed!
Seirously. I cannot take the commenting spamming and my inbox is overrun with it too. Can anyone help me out here? There must be some MT thing I can do to combat all of this ... Posted by Erin at 07:37 AM | | filed under: Blog move Sunday, June 19, 2005
This One Goes Out To E Dawg
Posted by Erin at 07:56 PM | | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Darn Right
"I mention this because I think it was symbolic of larger issues in my life, and possible in yours, too. It's hard to cut out something you've built, even when your instinct tells you that it's time. Relationships, jobs, whatever. You don't cut hurtful things from your life, perhaps because you fear the void that's left behind. You allow yourself to be made to feel small because the alternative might be to feel like nothing at all. I don't have any answers, not really, except that no matter how much the cutting hurts, the void is probably better for you than the pain. The void is opportunity. You might fill it with something worse, of course; God knows I've done that. But at the very least, there's that old "pleasurable irritation of the new" that I've mentioned in the past. Broken hearts fade. Tough choices make sense one day. My friend, Rob, is finally working on the book that's been inside of him for years now. I can't tell you how proud I am of him. I totally owe him an email telling him so -- Sorry about that, Rob, I sort of suck these days. I'll write you back this week, I promise. -- but I am. Especially since I remember the night he and I spent in January when the entire Rum-Hud clan was here, talking about this. We were up until about 2 a.m., maybe later. I have always admired Rob's writing, even before I considered him a friend. Few people really speak to me the way he does and right now, at this moment, what he wrote above, was something I needed to hear so desperately. Considering how well-received his journal entries are, I can't imagine what that book of his will do for people when it finally hits shelves. Which it totally will. Posted by Erin at 06:35 AM | | filed under: Blog move Wednesday, June 01, 2005
A Jelly Doughnut?
One of my dearest friends ever finally has gotten around to getting his own Web site. Truth be told, I'm shocked that it's taken him this long as he's exactly the kind of person who should have had a blog since before there were blogs. He's funny, talented, and on my 16th birthday he surprised me by getting a ditch slip from the guidance counselor and took me out of class to give me a cupcake. Posted by Erin at 09:33 AM | | filed under: Blog move Friday, April 08, 2005
The Fabulous Ladies of Fug
Honestly, someone needs to give these women their own television show, give them the Fashion Police section in Us Weekly, something. My love for Jessica and Heather knows no bounds. In this latest episode, Heather manages to smack Bobby Trendy, Paris Hilton and Anna Nicole Smith in two sentences. I heart you, ladies. |
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Two days after my boyfriend from senior year of college broke my heart into a million pieces, I received a package in the mail from Lynette. The package contained a variety of things, one of which was a large white envelope. On the envelope were written these words: