I'm working on a blog post about my experience during Whirlpool Building Blocks, but I'm having trouble capturing the event in a way that does it justice.
I'm not lying when I say I've spent hours standing in the middle of my newly remodeled kitchen, spinning in circles, repeating the phrase, "Holy shit.
Home sweet home!I had a blast in Texas with my pals and during Whirlpool Building Blocks. Now I'm home and renovating my kitchen with Apes, mom and pop.
Lord, there is so much happening here at the site of Whirlpool Building Blocks, I don't even know where to begin.
It's been a little more than a week since the election and the painful realization that for whatever reason, people are still voting to write discrimenation into our Constitution.
I'm feeling all off kilter, not blogging every day. It's not that there's nothing to blog about...I mean, yesterday, Christi took me to the Pilot gas station where she was stalked by a creepy man in a Christmas sweater.
Here, and without effort to protect the guilty, are some photographs of my weekend in Texas...I've always wanted to be picked up at the airport by someone holding a sign with my name on it.
I made it.Hello, Dallas, Texas!I have several posts in the works, but the down and dirty is:I'm here for work - Whirlpool Building Blocks is next week and I'll be running around writing articles, helping out with media requests and whatever else is needed in order to make the event as successful as the last two have been.
I've added it up.I spent some 48 hours glued to election coverage and another 24 plotting ways to offend the Mormon churches in Utah who gave MILLIONS of dollars to ensure Proposition 8 stripped my friends of their right to marry in California.
Last night, this country and one man rendered me: speechless, emotional, proud, invigorated, hopeful, determined, heard, triumphant, tearful and peaceful.
First up: VOTING!Not only will my mother hate I voted for Obama, but she won't like I went out of the house looking like a "rag-a-muffin.
Bill called to tell me he fixed my laptop and it was ready for pick up.I hopped on I-95 and spent the 30-minute road trip in quiet awe of the beauty surrounding me.
I have no idea what my deal is.I just pulled an all-niter...I haven't done that since college where I earned the title of: Champion-Amazing-Most-Beautiful-and-Bestest-Beer-Funnel-er-IN THE WORLD.
When I was a kid, I thought my parents were "really got into Halloween" because they put a couple of cardboard grave stones in the yard.
It's the first of the month, so you know what that means! Music. My Way.On her newest album, Goodbye Youth, Melissa Ferrick takes a big risk and for the first time in her career, steps out of her comfort zone and into the solo spotlight.
Here's what you don't want to have happen (EVER):You don't want to ignore April when she tells you to obey Virginia state laws.
Meet Cassie, my niece. The little sister of Silly Sarah. I just received both of these pictures and I must share:Before her hair cut (and in her princess costume):All sweetness after her hair cut:I totally want to eat her face.
Gonna be a short one today, but two things are coming up that I'm VERY excited about.ONE:I'm working on a joint post with my friend Brian (the very same Brian who gave my blog a face lift).
When Apes and I first started dating, we spent hours talking about our childhoods and favorite memories.
I know this will be shocking, but yesterday I went to Lowe's for paint.More paint.While waiting my turn in line, I did what I always do - sized up the people around me.