I just thought of a random story. My officemate is the queen of misheard lyrics. I’ve often thought that I should write them down for posterity. My absolutely favorite misheard lyric occurred a few months ago. We were listening to the radio and Counting Crows’ cover of Joni Mitchell’s “Big Yellow Taxi” came on. Partway […]
A continuance of random week. You’ve been warned. They didn’t use my hand and horseshoe shot in the cookbook. So Heathrow and I had to go throw horseshoes to redo the shot. She pretended to be throwing and I was just out of the shot a few feet from the pole thingie throwing them. It […]
In writing earlier about my hand modeling gig, I am reminded of the fact that I have been in some dozen books as a hand model. And I found one of them. It’s all about Biblical love stories. This unique in the sense that my body is actually in the shots, not just my hands. […]
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So, as you may or may not know, in honor of my impending birthday, I am dedicating this rant to all things random. Today’s installment: My random job. The day started like any other: it sucked. But 2:00 in the afternoon found me throwing horseshoes over and over again so our photographer could get an […]
Hm. Instead of random words, I am going to post random images. Oh c’mon people. It’ll be fun! RANDOM IMAGES by CLAIRE My mom’s china (see above) is famous. It’s featured in one of the cookbooks I prattle on about. The shot’s rather traditional, but it turned out nice. Say hi to Clarus the Dogcow. […]
As you probably don’t know, I check my website stats daily. I look at the searches people are finding me with, I check to see what sites/forums are linking to me, and I ferret out Hotlinking punters. I also like to see what the numbers are like. Last month I reached an all-time high of […]
Friday I had a goal. It was brilliant, I tell you. I wanted to create and hone the most exceedingly random rant I could possibly come up with. The idea was good. It was sound. And it was do-able. I even thought up some random things to write about on the way home. Most rants […]
Another installment of the poorly named Music and/or Storybook Thursday and/or Friday. Today is Storybook Thursday. Unfortunately I can’t think of a good story, so I’ll tell a bad one instead. If you don’t come here for the minty fresh stories, skip it. As some of you may or may not know, we have been […]
I’m completely embarrassed. I went out for a cigarette and randomly standing there, I heard a song playing in a backyard across the alley. I wasn’t sure if it was a recording or someone playing, so I kinda wandered over to see what the deal was. Turns out someone was playing in his backyard. I […]
Willy from Real World just said, and I quote, “But the Mall of America is the coolest. I used to work there.” Willy, I liked you, but the honeymoon period is over. We used to (okay, I still do) call that monstrosity the Sprawl of America. I hate that place. It is sick and wrong […]
On my way home tonight, I was going through a residential area and saw something in the middle of the road. So I stopped abruptly. It was a baby bunny. Just a little thing. And it wasn’t moving. Meaning it was caught in my headlights. I wasn’t sure what to do. I honked my horn […]
This is incredibly long. Skip it if you get bored easily. I went to Lund’s on Saturday and was paying for groceries when I noticed my bagger-guy was singing to himself softly. Bottom line: if you sing out loud ever, I like you. Music is like breathing to me. I don’t usually have baggers help […]
There’s an investigation about Minneapolis cops due to a new book that’s out. And their expert is a Normandale prof. I’m sorry, but if your college is made fun of in Fargo, you should probably realize that it isn’t considered all that scholarly of an institution. […]
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Random personal thing I don’t usually post: I’ve been having an extremely stressful life as of late. Which casual readers may have heard mention of a time or two. I was going to post why, but I have changed my mind. Y’all don’t really need to hear about my personal crap. To sum up, I’m […]
CHIP AND KIM WON! CHIP AND KIM WON! CHIP AND KIM WON! COLIN AND CHRISTY LOST! COLIN AND CHRISTY LOST! COLIN AND CHRISTY LOST! I have never been so satisfied with an Amazing Race ending ever. Amanda was convinced that Colin and Christy would pull it off. But no. Chip and Kim deserve it. They […]
Watching the Emmys. Out of the corner of my eye I think I caught two men kiss, with one of them going up to accept an Emmy. The award is for best director[?] and he says: “Thanks to my husband, Mark… Someday you will hopefully make an honest husband out of me.” Can you believe […]
If you break out in tears after your boss gives you a snarky response, you’re too stressed out. I’m too stressed out to rant. But I won’t dwell. Instead, I’ll ramble. I wrote earlier about waking up in the middle of the night and catching Fear and Loathing. For some reason, I could not for […]
So I have been getting some response to posting Tim Easton, Jay Farrar, and Jeff Tweedy MP3s. So I am going to post them more often than I have been. They’ll go up on Friday. Here’s the deal: if you download these songs, I ask that you please download a song from an artist you […]
Ah, Saturday. First: Random thoughts. Second: Random Music and/or Storybook Thursday and/or Friday Day story. It is a lovely day and everyone single person in Minneapolis is outside. Honestly. I love this town. I went apartment hunting with my mom earlier. She hasn’t had an apartment since I was 2. She now remembers the hell […]
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Tonight on Method and Red: Method: How do you keep a black man in prison? Red: Re-elect Bush. Method: We can’t wait until November. Mama: From what I’ve seen on Oz, honey, prison don’t calm a person down. HA! […]
Today was a crappy day. I woke up and looked at the clock. 11:30. I’ve oversleeping a lot lately, which is bad. But I hate my job so so very much that I’m past caring. The day just got worse. Unsurprisingly. And it was a crappy, rainy day. So leaving work tonight I was feeling […]
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