on moving |
Amazingly, I have never in my life questioned the love and loyalty I feel toward my hometown of Baltimore. Like a sports fan, I simply defend and praise it, cheer its triumphs, agonize over its probl...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Feb 2009 22:17:00 GMT |
On Sentimentality |
After my mother died, one of the first things I did was drive to her house alone, and wander dumbly through each room, collecting every gift I'd ever given her. The French biscuit poster I'd brought ...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Dec 2008 21:56:00 GMT |
may I blog elsewhere? |
Used to be, I would post blogs here, and people would read them, and whatnot. I'm an unreliable blogger, to say the least, but, now that everyone is on Facebook, (including, unfortunately, me) maybe ...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Nov 2008 08:03:00 GMT |
oh my god, people |
AAAggh. I haven't blogged in ages. I'm NOT blogging now, by the way. I'm too tired, plus I've had a couple drinks after work. BUT, it seems like everyone jumped to facebook, and I can't figure tha...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Aug 2008 05:59:00 GMT |
anonymity, and blogging |
I recently discovered a local blog that I like a lot: www.taotechuck.blogspot.com. This guy writes quite sympathetically about the troubled Baltimore neighborhood that he lives in, which I'm guessing...
Posted by on Wed, 28 May 2008 18:52:00 GMT |
raining on the parade |
Well, I guess my letter to the Sun's editors didn't make the cut. I suppose I was being inordinately cranky when I wrote it the other day, but spring is here, and with it, everyone's favorite time of...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 22:17:00 GMT |
POEM: WEAVE |
I watch as it goes skidding down the street, a filthy black tangleSeparated now from its second head.Rooted, nurtured, grown for yearsThe next relationship muchmore temporary, as next ones can beHow d...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 23:43:00 GMT |
death by pudding- repost |
Wednesday, December 28, 2005 death by puddingSo I was enjoying a "girls night in" with the dog a few weeks back, one of those nights I just don’t answer the phone and I make Stove Top or mac & ...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 01:18:00 GMT |
living on |
In the fall of 1995, I scored an awesome, three-story townhouse rental in Butcher's Hill, and moved into it with my roommate, Katie, a childhood friend. Joining us was our friend Lynn, who Katie and ...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 11:42:00 GMT |
no boys allowed (warning: long post) |
Okay, so my psychological homework for this week is: get in touch with the Jen who lived before she discovered boys. According to the big T, little girls are these independent, powerful creatures, u...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 19:52:00 GMT |
