Alternately titled “shit I’ve done in other places,” or “I’ve been cheating on you. Get over it.”
It all started last week when I had a horrible date. I bailed so I could go write about it. For real.
The date made me all philosophical, so I started worrying that the universe was really fucking with me. She probably is.
I felt obligated to write about Valentine’s Day, so I did. It’s probably not what you’re expecting to read. Or maybe it is. I don’t know.
Once you’ve checked out all that shameless self-promotion above, head over to Ria’s place where I’m guest blogging today. I talk about donkey weiner. She ditched the cold here in Detroit for sunny San Diego, so her fellow Detroit ladies have taken over.
OK I’m done now.
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February 15th, 2010 at 3:17 pm
I apologize for Jack’s behavior in 8th grade, as his buck teeth comment clearly has scarred you for life…
So you live in Detroit, but write for the Philly Examiner?
February 15th, 2010 at 3:24 pm
I can’t wait to read about your thoughts on donkey wiener.
February 15th, 2010 at 7:12 pm
Heading over there in just a minute. I love your Examiner pieces (and bad dates to boot, haha).
PS: Change of address! I’m now at thewayaliseesit.blogspot.com.
February 15th, 2010 at 7:46 pm
Actually I’m glad you’re linking to these — maybe you should do that once a week or once every two weeks? ‘Cause I have to admit, I took it out of my feed reader b/c the feed was wonky. It would tell me articles were up when they weren’t, and it would send me to bad links, etc. That’s not your doing, but it got annoying, so I was just counting on you linking to them every now and then.
February 15th, 2010 at 8:59 pm
Seriously, I read that guest blog, and, dude, I’d go to Oatman. Don’t ask me why? Or how? Or anything for that matter. Let’s just say if curiosity really did kill the cat, then I’ve only got like a half of a life left. Or either I’m running on my half-life…
February 16th, 2010 at 2:03 pm
WHORE!
How much?
February 16th, 2010 at 6:51 pm
“The date made me all philosophical, so I started worrying that the universe was really fucking with me. She probably is.”
She is a woman too, isn’t she? Whore.
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