I just can't do it anymore! I tried, I got about 70 pgs in, and then I just took it back. I couldn't deal with it. The first few books were endearing and fun (and the recipes weren't bad either!) but this one just hopped from place to place. I can't get into something that choppy.

There's this trend now, and it's not specific to Browne, where instead of WRITING a book, an author just compiles anecdotes from other people. And who gets the check in the end? I actually saw on a web site, one not connected to this book or movement, a link where you could submit your own picture to be used in the book. does this person get paid? My guess is no, although if you know then tell me.

Another thing I'm getting tired of is women and fat jokes/comments (again, not specifically tied to Browne). Can we move beyond this? Few of us are happy with our bodies, but when I hear a woman like Browne talk disparagingly about having a less than perfect figure it really bugs me. I've met Browne, and I would cut a bitch for her figure at MY age.

I know in posting this I might get some hateful comments. That's fine. Go for it.

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Since I am a pinko liberal commie of COURSE I'm going to give to the local NPR station!

I'm always surprised when I have to explain NPR to people. Yes, there are people who don't get it! I remember a friend saying he wished there were a station that played classical music during the day. I mean, seriously???? And I am aware that not all NPR stations play classical during the day, but ours does, and it's kind of the rule, not the exception as I understand it (don't leave a comment telling me I'm wrong becaue I said there are exceptions, whore).

Also, they picked me to win $1000 in gift cards to a local bookstore last year. I hope that in time I can repay them fully.

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So, there was something that happened when I was in Iowa that I never mentioned. Given some interesting news about a certain actor I thought it worth telling now. i've not mentioned it because, well, it wasn't really relevant and is a weird story. Now, I'm not going to mention any specific names because this is just between you and me, as friends. I don't want to name drop, nor do I want to draw traffic to my site in an annoying way.

As you know I went to Iowa around the time of the caucuses. I attended the victory party of the man who eventually became president. This picture was taken there:


Now, in case you can't see (and you probably can't), there's a certain actor in that picture. A certain actor who recently left a TV show about a misanthropic physician because the certain actor got a job in the White House (his character took his own life--oh, come on, it doesn't need a spoiler alert this late in the game). A certain actor who was in a few films about his love of leafy, herbal substances and small hamburgers.

A certain actor who saw our group cheering, waved, smiled, took a few pictures of our group, waved and smiled again, and celebrated victory with the rest of us.

Yes, that certain actor has a picture of me. Well, took one. Well, there were many of us in the picture. Well, he may have deleted it. But still, and technicalities count--that certain actor took a picture of me.

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I recently found out about a new web site that lists select estate sales. Unfortunately my favorite company doesn't advertise on that site but you know what? that's ok. I get their emails. It's all fine, right?

This wall was in the basement of a beautiful West Meade home that sadly had some structural damage and puddles in the basement (likely a result of recent storms and flash flooding). Still, it was a lovely old house with one of those attics made for storing out of season clothes and housing maids.

you know what else I love about estate sales in older, established households? Finding the pencil sharpener--because there's ALWAYS a pencil sharpener! Ours was in a utility closet. This one was upstairs in a cedar closet.

Pretty much every sale had records, one had a basement full (would've spent time there but some hipsters were poring through them so had to skip that). This house had tons of times, many were indexed somehow. Every X-Files taped on VHS, meticulously catalogued. Amazing!

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Getting ready to watch My Name is Bruce

Oh dear. Well!
Am I still doing roller derby? Why, yes, sort of! Here is me getting pushed out of bounds by Tackle Boxxx from the Jacksonville Rollergirls. Fun fact: Tackle Boxxx was our favorite babysitter when we were kids. This is not a joke, this is the absolute truth.

Have I been anywhere interesting? Yes! Here I am with Brent at Epcot!

Am I still in school? Oh yes but barely. Is there a grad school equivalent of senioritis? Because boy, have I got it!

Do I still go to estate sales? As always! With a new obsession: amber glass!


All right! see you again in a few months!
WAit!!!! No! I say this and do well for a few weeks but I hope to update more often.

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There's a good reason why.

I urge you do donate to the JDRF either this month or next. Thanks!

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