Sunday, June 30, 2013

Like a thief in the night...

OMG, hi!

(pause for virtual hugs)

It's been, what... like two weeks? Like three weeks? How ARE you? How's that one thing that you've been working on? OMG, that's great! You look amazing! Have you been doing something different? Maybe with your hair? Do you even AGE anymore? Are you a wizard?

Oh, me? I've been great! Well, I got robbed last weekend, but no bigs. Yeah, just a couple grand worth of stuff, mostly gaming stuff and wallets and whatnot. Were we home? Well SURE we were home, but we were sleeping. I KNOW! We slept through the whole thing! And our bedroom was like RIGHT next to the living and dining rooms where they hit. It seems like it all went rather smoothly though. Thank God!

Oh no, I'm totally fine! I mean, I DO make sure everything important I own is near my pillow before I go to bed, and I have hiding spots around the house for everyone's belongings, and I go around and turn lights on in different places every night, and I wake up periodically to look out the window, and I have the cactus with googly eyes guarding the window that the robbers came in through. But yeah, everything's fine!

Insurance? Oh yeah, we have really GOOD insurance. Well, no, they can't really help much in this case because of the way they go about replacing items versus our deductible. But we didn't really need all that stuff.

Oh I know! I'm so glad no one got hurt. And I'm REALLY glad I decided to not sleep without pants that night. Can you even imagine? The robbers would have been completely grossed out, lol!


Even if you live in a shitty neighborhood where being robbed is not a shocking occurrence, realize that there will be some emotional fallout and/or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder following a break in. Whether the robbers came in while you were away or while you were at home, having your safe place violated is a deeply disturbing thing. Take time to talk about it, take stock of what matters most, and watch a shitload of funny movies and YouTube videos.

Next week will be better!

Wednesday, June 12, 2013


How fucking cliche for a chick in her 40's with dyed-black hair and a predominately black wardrobe who happens to be tenaciously yet romantically stuck in the 80's to count Neil Gaiman as one of her #1 heroes?

Blechhh. Puke.

Oh, I mean SUCK IT!

Neil Gaiman is a genius! Everything, EVERYTHING he has ever written and/or collaborated on is pure gold.

On his blog he re-posted a message that he made to the graduates of the University of the Arts, Class of 2012. Because I have a recent high school graduate, and that graduate is also a big fan, we watched this together last night. It is awesome and amazing and WELL worth your time (meaning you should watch it too!). Please click the link above and listen and be inspired...

Then also know that he has a new book (reviewed as his "best yet!") coming out SOON!

Saturday, June 8, 2013

I work at a place.


I'm trying to type the thing that happens when you're like exhausted and you do that thing where you blow out through your lips and it's all like pffffffpppppfffffftttttsssffffpsss. What are the letters for that?

Just got back from an art opening. It was an art opening at the place where I work. Lots of stuff sold. It was awesome. I worked the food/wine table. I love the vantage point from that area. Safe.

This was a weird one. It was perhaps the last event that my very good friend/sister-wife Cat is going to work.

Pause for tears....

Pause for more tears that I was joking about but then was surprised that I could not control and made me take a break to purchase the new Daft Punk album...

O.k., while I try to get myself together lets talk about beer. I recently made my first growler purchase. Yesterday. I'm not sure if that makes me a dickhead or not. I want to think that it makes me a frugal beer purchaser, but I sort of feel like I got beer molested. There's a future blog post in the works...

O.k. My job... And Cat's job opening...

So many people have applied. SOOOOOOOOO many people. Like normal people and famous people and people each one of us know.

No one can ever fill the void that Cat will leave behind. She is one of a kind. She is unique. She is a piece of love that we will hold in our hearts forever.

I love you Cat!