From the monthly archives:

September 2005

Chewey

September 30, 2005

Seriously hilarious.
Hat Tip to Mimi Smartypants

Last weekend I left my cell phone at Starbucks. Fifteen minutes after it went missing we called the store. The nice little barista said that she looked “all over” for it, but the phone was gone. Someone stole it! I couldn’t believe it. Who steals a cell phone? You [...]

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Life Choice

September 25, 2005

I thought just commenting on another blog post would get this absurd NYT article out of my system…I was wrong. daddytypes mentioned it too and (even though we agree) got me all riled up again.
One of the brilliant people the NYT interviewed for this piece (of shit) has this little gem to [...]

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Every Ship Must Sail Away

September 23, 2005

Have you ever heard the sounds in the shadows of a song? Have you ever felt the words blow right threw from beyond? Years pass people change, Bluer skies could turn to grey Though its gonna hurt for now every ship must sail away Every ship must sail way Oh change is in the air [...]

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People With No Clothes On

September 22, 2005

Except, the opposite. This is actually clothes with no people.
Take a look at this post and download the Excel file to take the quiz. Very cool distraction from a slow and sleepy morning.
(I only scored 20 right)

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Day One:New Page

September 22, 2005

Today started out weird. I couldn’t stay awake (because I couldn’t sleep last night…you know how this story goes) and my mean baby forced me to get up at the ungodly hour he decided was morning time. Despite this, I was very nice to him. We went into his room and I [...]

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The Wall.

September 21, 2005

Well, I finally hit it. Over a year after the Autism diagnosis, and Charlie has started….dare I say…IMPROVING. I sat down three weeks ago to breathe, and haven’t gotten back up.
I need to pick myself up out of this Funk, dust off, and understand that what I resist will persist. [...]