Dear eight pound, six ounce, newborn infant Jesus - don’t even know a word yet, just a little infant so cuddly but still omnipotent - peace on earth and the happiest of Christmases to anyone reading along. Be well.
Of course, it has been Rilo Kiley’s Jenny Lewis since I was 16 and fell madly in love with Science vs. Romance, her short red locks and pouty bass playing. Kori Gardner and others have been affections or fleeting passions, but I haven’t had true blue new Indie Rock Girlfriend for years.
Spurred by nothing much [...]
Printed off the personal statements for my big three grad programs (Cal, Columbia, KSG) and have a seriously upset stomach. KSG wants 5! #
So in applying to the 3-story Apple Store opening up downtown Boston, should I apply for something besides Specialist? Creative? Thoughts? #
LAX is gigantic. And really hot. Just two of many qualities this place shares with hell, IMHO. l:los angeles, ca #
Some jackass “Technology Expert” on All Things Considered just hypothesized that 10.6 would be called “Puma.” Story lede: Leopard too pricey #
Twittering outside SF is like a Scotsman wearing a kilt; you just feel better doing it at home. l:ritual=94112 #
BB has always been a cut-up at the velodrome, one of the few among our little Tuesday afternoon group who can keep pace with our always brash coach, Farid. He’s also always been an incredibly dedicated, respectful, and quick-witted cyclist and teammate. These last few years have seen him grown by leaps and bounds and [...]
The fallout of yesterday’s crossword:
If you watched the Patriots-Bears game, you may have noticed Tom Brady yelling out “Sarah” and “Kelly” at the line of scrimage. I’d like to think that he wasn’t actually calling plays by code names, but bragging to his teammates about which particular Chicago cheerleaders had slaked his manly yens during [...]
Some glory from what was, on the whole, a rather tough NYT crossword today (slake? gelid?!):
DOWN
1. Anatomical sac (4 letters)
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11. Old Japanese assassin (5 letters)
Studying with the lights on, cooking into the night, riding through drizzle to donuts and children and holding hands to turn our heads away from everyone and cry at the cafe.
And poosh! We’re back or something or other. And every night I wash my face as I stumble off to sleep so much earlier than [...]
Bones left for three weeks in Florida, leaving me her store key. That means that I’m… responsible and and… senior and… such.
Which makes me feel pretty. I didn’t realize it, but this whole exodus of employees as I returned left myself and a few others as the most senior Diesel employees other than the shift [...]