I promise it won’t be a 24-Hour Pity Party, just the usual stuff on my mind, most of which is stupid but makes me happy to put into words.
Tag Archives: Fryelife
Today I am going to get all the photos and videos up from this year’s Pole Theatre competition and surrounding reindeer games because once tomorrow comes, it’s gonna be a whole new scene. That’s right … Sideboob and I are driving out to Billings, WY to get Chief and I have a feeling that I […]
Yesterday I was riding high. I was beyond excited about my post-op appointment and how good I looked and felt given that it had been less than a week after I got lipo.
Ever since my friend Dawn came up with the name Poulet Rouge for the chicken coop, I have been obsessed with commissioning a painting for them. Like this … but with chickens. What better way to spend money? There is a spot by my kitchen door that has been populated by a vintage poster of Betty […]
Hackers have not taken over my account. This is me blogging at 3AM which is almost as good as me drunk posting.
I realize that Pole Theater was, like, a month ago and this is old news but as usual life gets in the way of blogging. The first reading of City Council’s draft ordinance was last week and I promised myself that I wouldn’t get caught up in excessive flailing about and gnashing of teeth. If […]
Part one of a very important (har) three-part series recap of the Pole Theater USA experience.
You know that woman who is running around and frantically screaming her kid’s name? That was me. We went to the Cahoon Hollow beach on the way out of Cape Cod. The small dirt parking area and port-o-potties were at the edge of a drop-off, with a steep walk down to a well-populated beach. We […]
Holy shit, it’s been almost a week since I’ve blogged. Let’s see, what happened five days ago? Oh, that’s right, summer vacation started. Actually, it started a couple weeks ago but my kids were in camp last week so I bought myself a week of pretending that this summer is going to be a snap […]