Snuggie
I need to be warm. AND I need to be able to move my hands.

Hammock
After I come down off of the caffeine high I'm going to want to curl up in my Snuggie and go to sleep for a while. If you can't swing a hammock (ha! I'm so punny.) I'll take a Tempurpedic bed.

Orchids and Freesia
Change out for fresh every hour. I need pretty sights and smells while I'm swinging in my hammock.

Steak and Beer
When I wake up, I want good food. If you bring me a crappy steak or a cheap beer, I will not be happy. You have been warned.

Computer + Internet
I need to blog. If I can't tell my stories, I can't survive.

cigarette

Defense: It's better than falling-down drunk, cocaine, crazy, self-harm, and suicide. And it's the only method that is 100% effective in turning off the stress-induced ADD.

Start: I spent a lot of down time in the back room of a Mom and Pop ice-cream stand during angst-y teenage years. While others kids were out listening to angry music and enjoying the anatomy of others, I was busy being responsible. Thus, all "unhappy" funneled into the one outlet available: smoking.

Quit: Kids. I don't even know that cancer would stop me at this point.

Funny Shower Sign

The bathroom is the once place that has always meant total privacy. When that door closes, no one can touch me. I have consciously surrounded myself with people who respect this most-sacred barrier. (That's actually how I chose friends.)

Shower is, of course, the room-within-a-room that is a teeny bit of heaven on earth. I have my doubts about ever living anywhere other than an apartment, because paying for my hot water use would leave me a pauper.

Anything is sexy if you have the right 'tude.

By day, I could walk the Riverwalk and explore the never-changing Alamo. By night I could play pinochle on my front porch in 90 degree moonlight.

56/365 morning run

If you can't see yourself married to this person right now, let it go. You should know from the start, and you should keep knowing. Otherwise, you're wasting your time and missing someone who's worth it.

Sham-Wow 2-20-09 3

Reasons:



1.) Made in Germany. You know the Germans always make good shit.



2.) Vince is the next Billy Mays.



3.) It just does the work.



I'm totally justified. Because I do say "wow" every time. (Look it up, holmes.)

I severely dislike live music. It's usually terrible, it's usually way too loud, and even if it's a group I'm intimately familiar with, it's usually a bunch of crap I have never heard before.



One show (only one) have I ever seen where none of the above was true. In fact, all of the above was patently false.



This show took place at a little auditorium that used to be something and is quickly becoming nothing. We got discounted tickets somewhere, and live music became a cheap date. I expected nothing. I had Tylenol in the bag and a bar stool with my name on it waiting for after.



Show was amazing. I knew less than a quarter of what was played ahead of time, and I still loved every single second of it.



Perhaps this little venue is not intrinsically great. But it's diamond-in-the-rough surprise awesomeness convinced me to continue giving live music a chance ad infinitum.



Because maybe I'll find a spot like that again someday, where music is a golden goddess.

Small-town chiropractors need SOMEONE to clean the dishes in their break-room sink and fold all the clean gowns and vacuum the floors, don't they?



And why NOT pick a 13 year old for the job?!