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Tag Archives: Travel
My self-loathing is dead sexy
I wore these shoes. For realz. I put them on my feet and walked out of my apartment, to the subway and through Manhattan. I got about halfway to the subway before Devon was all, “You walk like a toddler … Continue reading
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Why my friends shouldn’t leave me alone with their children
Devon and I were in a cab with some friends on the way home from a wedding when the conversation turned to kids’ shows. Our friend mentioned she took her daughter to see something called “Freckleface Strawberry,” which is apparently … Continue reading
Occupy Wall Street marches on
I spent the morning downtown checking out Occupy Wall Street and taking photos. It was a cool fall day, and a lot of people were still sleeping in sleeping bags and under tents. A lot has already been said about … Continue reading
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How Devon Almost Got Punched in the Balls
We were coming home from Maker Faire when I was planning my menu for the week out loud. I mentioned I was making baked acorn squash and hot dogs with homemade rolls. A death wish is my only explanation for why … Continue reading
Another job bites the dust
Goddamn aliens, stealing Earthling jobs. If MyWayCup Coffee hadn’t hired an alien to work for beans, a human could be standing on the corner of E. 23rd Street enticing you away from Starbucks.
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Deep in the heart of gamer funk
It was during Gen Con, as my friend Donna and I were struggling to escape the cloud of three-day-old gamer funk we found ourselves trapped in, that I realized I am not the PC of my own life. Donna and … Continue reading
When a weekend sucks, it really sucks
It started with Fitz throwing up in the car on the way to a picnic Saturday. She wouldn’t eat that morning, she had diahrrhea, and she spent the rest of the day listless, lounging on a chair. On the way … Continue reading
Sometimes I wish I had a penis
Because then I wouldn’t gain 3 pounds just looking at a cookie, which is apparently what happened during our recent trip to Colorado. I’m sure shoving that cookie and his two best friends into my gaping cookie hole and washing … Continue reading
Mr. Jones goes to Baggage Claim 3
Devon’s reaction to this poster, which adorns the wall of Denver International Airport on the way to Baggage Claim 3: “Mmmm…rock-climbing.” Oddly enough, I believe he barely noticed the chick with her legs wide open. The boy loves his rocks.
The pole: Not yours
You know what my pet peeve of the day is? People who claim the subway pole in the name of Spain. If you’ve ever ridden the NYC subway, you know what I mean. There are poles near the doors to … Continue reading
