I talked on the radio again. Tracitalynne SuperFans will recognize the sentiment expressed, but I assure you this was Reworked for Radio, and Jaz said I could not say Suck It.
Lots of it.
Crane Paper has a sale once a year. Cards, envelopes, letterpress, wrapping paper. Big paper, small paper, all for ridiculously cheap. An INCH of paper for $4? FOUR??? And it was the second day of the sale, so those ladies were very generous with the eyeballing of how much an inch is. They don’t want to have to move that shit back to the warehouse. TAKE IT AWAY, they yelled. And so we did.
(one box for each girl, plus all that on the bottom. I brought most of that to Audrey’s preschool. Well, some of it, anyway)
Just in from getting my ass handed to me at mah johng. Oy gevalt I nevah had such bad luck.
Clearing out my Google Reader before bed, and I had to share some quotes from the very quotable Margaret and Helen, from their latest post on the health care debate:
“This has become less an argument about healthcare reform and more a statement about our failed education system”
“The Founding Fathers couldn’t have seen this coming. If they had, the right to free speech would have been conditional upon one’s ability to read.”
I love those two old broads.
Good night.
For those of you who have no idea what I am talking about when I say, “What about this one? Or this one?” in a bad Long Island accent:
THINGS THAT ARE COMING UP:
1. Tomorrow I will start a race riot by saying the word “cracker” on the radio, among other things. Listen live Saturday August 8th at noon on WHMP 1400 AM, or get the podcast later in the afternoon at Liberal Oasis. com!
This week’s show features 75% more ME, as I also participate in a cultural roundtable on the sad, sudden death of John Hughes. I did not remember to tell my Breakfast Club anecdote, which goes thusly:
The first time I skipped school we drank premixed strawberry margaritas and watched the Breakfast Club.
It’s not great as a story, only as evidence that John Hughes was an integral part of my life, like many of my generation. He will be missed.
2. If the humidity can stop fucking with my resin, and I can somehow get my act together, I will have lovely new jewelry for sale, made from bamboo and fortune cookie fortunes. Sort of like this:
If you have a fortune that you love, I am happy to do custom orders. Please convo me at olsendesign.etsy.com
Kisses!
3. I am attending a wedding, and two unusual things are happening: Audrey is having a sleepover, and I am wearing what amounts to flip flops. The Audrey thing makes me nervous, because we will be far away from my sweet little baby girl and I will not be able to save her if she is attacked by zombies. That upsets me. Flip flops upset me as well, because anyone who knows me knows that I dislike open toed shoes, and I also dislike that awful thing that hurts my inbetween toe part. But, I am on a budget, I don’t have shoes that match, and they were $4.99. And the soles have skulls, so that’s cool. The things I do for family.
4. MAH JONG!
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