
mostly personal anecdotes where I sometimes try to be humorous
(maybe not always, Not everytime, but sometimes)
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A Big Win
Several weeks ago Richard, you know Richard – remember that time you and Richard…? Of course you do. Anyway, Richard contacted the gang, you know the gang (do we have to do this again?) and presented us with a 1 minute film contest. The contest, put on by Project ED, was to pick a scary…
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An Open Letter to the Spider in the Corner
Dear Spider, First off kudos. You managed a trick that your little ant friends (aka little web snacks) couldn’t master. You got in, bit a few times and scuttled off without being seen or smushed. Bravo. Victory. My arm puffed up, became a little discolored, but let’s be honest it was ultimately just a minor…
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All I Want for Christmas
My birthday is somewhat of a hassle. Don’t get me wrong, I have the best birthday ever, but nonetheless it’s a hassle. You see, I was born on Christmas day. Yes, THE day – not Christmas the week or Christmas the month or Christmas the year – Christmas day. If there are other Christmas days that…
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My Beautiful Kitten
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.” ― Anatole France I’ve never been good at eulogizing. The words I write and say fail. How can you possibly sum up a life in a sentence? How can you convey the depth of love you have – the multiple layers of…
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That’s A Wrap: The Austin 48 Hour Film Project
We made it through the 48 Hour Film Fest weekend. We made a movie! And we got it turned in with 14 minutes to spare. We watched other teams run, only to be turned away after failing to meet the 48 Hour deadline by mere seconds – some ran with their computers in their hands…
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RANT: Social Media & Political Posts – A New Revolution
First, since I’m calling this a “rant” let me start with my obligatory disclaimer: I’m tired, I’m fussy and I can’t take a well-deserved nap. My body is trying to send signals to close my eyes and flood my system with serotonin in a subconscious rebellion to force me into sleep. Yet, I must remain…
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Julie
“Thank you for reminding me that I wasn’t a bad person.” Julie and I had just gotten together for our annual dinner and gab session where we catch up on the year and reminisce about our shared past. I met Julie in 2nd grade, the same day I met Ernie, when I was uprooted from…
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For the 2.02%
Let’s talk about Facebook – the social network we all love to hate. From the former classmates, colleagues and insane, barely-related kinfolk who must have searched your name hourly until they saw you first login (how else could they have found you within a minute of you creating the account) to those privacy settings that…
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The 48 Hour Film Project
I mentioned in my previous post that I’ll be taking part in Austin’s 48 Hour Film Project – an exhausting weekend where my friends and I get little sleep, become completely delirious and drool a bit all in the name of “fun!” (or insanity). I’ve already had a couple of great meetings with the team…
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Because
Because my parents were divorced… My Mother moved us to Austin when I was in 2nd grade. And because she moved us to Austin when I was in second grade, A little boy named Ernie was paired up with me on my first day of school. His assignment was to make sure I got around…
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Diary of an Ugly Girl
“You are very beautiful. Your features are very striking. I hadn’t noticed how green your eyes were, are you wearing contacts? Wow. Yes, you’re beautiful both inside and out.” We were looking at a photo taken from my last show. One where I’ve got my head rested gently against my puppet, my Wayfarers slid halfway…
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Rant: Accents and Intellect
I’m a Texan. On any given day, I could say that as a boast or mutter it under my breath in shame. (Which, incidentally, I just typed “Shame” as if it were a place. That tells you something about my state of mind.) For the most part, I like saying I’m a Texan and I…
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Dunes: The Teaser
First a disclaimer: I’m typing this directly into WordPress, which means a couple of things: 1) I will doubtlessly not hit save, lose all my words, and then spend the rest of the day being mad at the Universe, because it’s constantly trying to provoke me, and 2) there will be even MORE misspellings, typos,…
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Allie Brosh – Hyperbole and a Half
It’s rare that someone makes me laugh – truly laugh from some primal part of my soul. Sure, I’m good for a polite snicker or even a chuckle. A belly laugh? That’s rarely me. Then comes along a blogger like Allie Brosh, the popular author of “Hyperbole and a Half” and all my apathy, my…
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