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 [...]
August 6, 2008
Let your phreak phlag phly
No, contrary to what you might have deduced from the title of this wee ditty, this is not about Phish, or Grateful Dead, or people who make their own clothes and have hair down to their b-holes. This blog is actually about another subset of the Burlington population- the gays. Now before anyone gets their [...]
August 6, 2008
Burritoburgh, aka Burlington
Forgive me if this blog post is a bit, well, uninspired. There is a below average band playing just under my office window in the Red Square alley (um, who thought that would be a good idea? Let’s play loud music under the windows of Free Press reporters. Sounds like a Seven Days trick. Well, [...]
August 6, 2008
Bleeding for the Free Press
There are some awesome parts of newspapering. Like constantly worrying whether your industry is going to go up in flames and whether you’ll have to go become a corporate PR flack to pay the bills. No offense to corporate PR flacks. Anyway, one of the best parts about the job of “newspaper reporter” or “journalist,” [...]
August 6, 2008
Whoo-Whoo, Choo-Choo
Friday night was awesome. Well, I mean the part before I sat in my dark apartment alone and cried for hours. Friday night was the night I got to totally indulge my inner geek (my outer geek is indulged on pretty much a daily basis) and talk about model trains with members of the Train [...]
