27 Sep 2008
Wondering where I’ve been? Yeah. Me too. I feel like Angela Bassett trying to get my groove back. It’s 12:30 a.m. and I’m sitting on my couch, watching a rerun of Desperate Housewives, wearing Joe’s noise canceling headphones, my iPod on shuffle. I started several posts and saved them all as drafts. I started one [...]
Posted in adventures in real estate, Buffalo, deadly distractions, Desperate Housewives, Edith Armor, global warming, Joe, North Collins, Old Northeast, road trippin, St. Petersburg, Stephen Colbert by: heidi
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13 Sep 2008
The coffin was smooth, buttery and brown. When Edie touched it earlier in the parlor, she made a mental note to remember the way the wood felt on her palm, how well it had been sanded. She wondered if it had been sanded by hand or produced in some factory. When I get home, she [...]
07 Sep 2008
Ran into another guardian bum-angel yesterday. I didn’t take his picture for fear that it would reveal he didn’t exist. FYI: it was not the same street prophet who predicted last month that our final offer on the house would be accepted. This guy was wearing a gray T-shirt that read: “I lost my #. [...]
06 Sep 2008
Divine guidance can be found in a reporters notebook. … “No one ever wanted to ride with us in the winter because we only had two blankets. And in the summer, when temperatures reached 95 degrees, we choked from the heat because the car didn’t have air conditioning.” – Roberta Tengerdy, with husband Tom, on [...]
Posted in Cathy Guisewite, celebrity crushes, centenarians, Jared The Subway Guy, kindness, love, lovey doveyness, mushy anecdotes, Rattletrap Car, reporting, road trippin, Sarasota, story scooping by: heidi
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04 Sep 2008
I noticed that in the alley outside of our apartment, some woman with a small ass lost two thongs. If the butt floss belongs to anyone you know, please tell them this is no way to amputate a whale tail. PS. Happy Birthday to a woman who has always rocked timeless bloomers. My mom! (She turns [...]