plans for thursday nite?
Wednesday, sep. 6, 2006 | 0 comments
Everybody’s favorite Pamie will be reading from her new book, Why Moms Are Weird, at the Borders on Union Square tomorrow night TONIGHT at 7pm. I’m totally going to be there, are you???
excited to the corps!
Tuesday, sep. 5, 2006 | 0 comments
Hey! I’m about to get on the plane to head home from my long weekend in Seattle (home of cigarette butts, unexplained shoes, brown-painted telephone poles, and so many doughnuts), but before I fly, I wanted to quickly let you know that The Morning News just posted a piece I wrote! Drumroll Please it’s called, and it’s all about the amazzling drum and bugle corps experience (including a detailed description of the insane five-hour telecast that Jill and I went to go see a few weeks back). I worked really hard, typing up this piece, and I’m so happy that it’s up and running!
On a related NOTE: tonight ESPN2 airs the Drum Corps finals. So if you find your interest in drum corps has ripened, tune in from 5 to 7pm, PST! If you don’t get home from work in time, there’ll also be airing highlights on September 11 at 11am and on September 18 at 11am, PST.
bumbershoot to KILL
Tuesday, aug. 29, 2006 | 0 comments
Just a reminder, I’m going to be reading at the Bumbershoot (alongside the stirring Starlee Kine, Holiday Reinhorn, Tami Sagher, the Vis-A-Vis society, and some professional jumpropers … the theme, of course, being “Hot For Teacher”). It’s all happening this coming Saturday, September 2, at 4:30pm in the Bagley Wright Theater. That’s Seattle!
You can still buy a day pass for $30, which is steep I know. But if you plan it right, you could also work in all kinds of additional entertainment, including a screening and dissection of episodes six through twelve of Trapped in the Closet, plus a Bitchfest (or Chuck Palahniuk/Charles Burns or, my god, Blondie), plus a whole lot of lady roller derby.
piggy on a cone
Monday, aug. 28, 2006 | 0 comments
More animals news (I know!): Poor piggy has done something weird to her leg, it started as a small, mysterious scratch that she somehow contracted last week, and she’s since chewed and worried it into a gross bald patch that’s very “burn victim.”
Meanwhile, she also
The hilarious (and also of course sad) thing is that bandage somehow unhinges her brain and it completely immobilizes her, even though it’s nothing but a paper towel torn in half and some tape and a dollop of antibiotic cream. But she can’t walk, she can’t jump. It reminds me of a cat I used to have who would fall over if you ever tied anything around her stomach. Or, for a more universal analogy, Ricky Bobby’s brain-invented paralysis (no need to see the actual movie, you get pretty much all the Talladega you need in the previews…all except the “floating hands” part, which maybe may be worth the price of admission, oh and “Karen,” that part’s good). So now Piggy just stands there, playing Depressed Statue until we pick her up and put her on the bed or the couch. All very upsetting.
more words on: daisy
sign my podcast?
Thursday, aug. 24, 2006 | 0 comments
My unexpected new librarian voice, which has suddenly emerged during all this read-touring, has been captured and placed into a pretty little thirteen-minute-and-twenty-seven-second cage called a “podcast,” which is this week’s feature at KQED’s Writers’ Block. My digitally recorded reading of Secret Langauge of Sleep is available both your download or streaming pleasures. Let me know how it sounds! Seeing as I’m too scared and full of voice self-hatred to actually listen to it myself!
