Dear Best Friends Forever, It’s been a while since my last post. That’s because I’ve been considering a career change and don’t have time to write. We’re having some layoffs here at the Free Press, so I’ve been honing my streetwalking skills in case I need them when I get my pink slip. I figure [...]
Entries from August 2008
August 8, 2008
Dude, dude, bro, dude
Dude, bro. Dude, check it out. Bro, after a crazy late night of rippin’ parties all over B-town, I hauled my sweet one over to Burton for the big snowboard sale. Dude, it was off the chain. There were, like, so many people there, bro. It was nuts. So flippin’ sweet, though. So many freakin’ [...]
August 7, 2008
Polo minus the horse poop
I’ve known about the clandestine bike polo league the meets at the Waterfront every Wednesday for a while now. Well, it’s probably not all that clandestine if I know about it. Anyway, I’ve wanted to write about said bike polo group for a while now, but they play on Wednesdays, which is completely inconvenient for [...]
August 7, 2008
Mosquitoes, my nemesiseses
I’m writing this post from my tiny apartment deep in the heart of the Amazon jungle. The mosquitoes here are as big as rat terriers and a thousand times more fierce. I’ll apologize in advance for any typos, but I can’t really see my computer so well on account of the bug net that shrouds [...]
August 6, 2008
No, I’m not on crank
Ok, so if you scroll down below this blog (why would you? It’s not like there are nude photos of the formerly up-the-pole Angelina Jolie down there), you’ll see that every entry is from Aug. 6, which is today. While it might look as though I am the world’s most prolific scribe, or alternatively, that [...]
August 6, 2008
Meteorology and Me
There are many things of which I am fond- doughnuts, baby dogs, antiquated speech patterns like “things of which I am fond.” There is also a whole host of things I don’t like, such as booty shorts, blueberries and dirty travelers who use their dogs to elicit money from passersby. Most things I’m indifferent towards. [...]
August 6, 2008
Duo of snark, with a side of cute
Dear Best Friends, If I ever find myself in the unenviable position of having a human grow in my belly, here is my guarantee to you: I will never name my child after a famous entertainer. I read recently in the newspaper of record in Vermont that a local couple named their child after their [...]
August 6, 2008
Home Sweet Kiosk
Dearest Reader(s), I just wanted to let you all know that I will be moving. Not moving on from the Free Press, unless of course I get sacked, but moving from my apartment. Granted, I just moved in at the beginning of June, but I think it’s time to move on. Again. Who doesn’t love [...]
August 6, 2008
Yak poop- my dog’s new favorite snack food
I’m penning this little dispatch from my front porch, where the skeeters are going bonkers because of the yak poop on my foot and my dog is trying to climb into my lap. If you are especially perceptive, you will note that I am not actually penning anything, but rather typing on some sort of [...]
