Somewhere between Bell's Palsy and death

Pee-pee Dance of Joy

Thursday, June 16, 2005
Snidgey in da hizzie
Awwwww yeah, yo. She arrived late last night, whereby we proceeded to consume beer and pizza, and now she's making herself all pretty for her lunch date while I lament the fact that I? likely won't be drinking tomorrow night at the show because the Great Infection of June 2005 has not let up and instead is dumping great gobs of green down my throat. It's pretty. And yeah, I know I still gotta get y'all up to speed on the DtR meeting. We'll get there, but suffice it to say, I am up some of my money.
Posted by Broad1:21 PM
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Coming together quite rightly again, if only I could find a brown halter
Ok, so remember the Here's to Life show back in March? The one where the Fab FoxWad Five was born? Well, we getting it all back on this weekend for a doubleheader. Thursday night, Snidgey arrives, and then Friday, after Snidgey gets worked over by EWK, we'll be joined by this hottie for Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers plus Shurman and BtL at McCool's once again (no whining, you. Then Saturday will be downtown shopping, where we'll be joined by this chick and her man, and then Roger Clyne at the HoB. Sunday? I'll no doubt be in a coma.

Anyone wanna come clean my crib?
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Wednesday, June 01, 2005
All you wanted to know about blogging in NWI
After last week's writing onslaught, I took a bit of a break over the weekend, for those of y'all who're wondering. (I'm looking at you). Wasn't intentional necessarily, but it was much needed; in fact, I didn't start getting my bearings back until sometime Saturday. Yeah, I know I'm not doing hard labor, but two giant stories on top of two dailies is a lot of freakin' copy. But the powers that be were happy about the big blog story (featuring our dear friend Ogger, who was gracious enough to be interviewed. I would've asked you, too, but it was already getting unwieldy.) After the jump, you can read it. Keep in mind that 16 inches -- or the equivalent of one decent sized story -- were cut from it.
Posted by Broad1:41 AM
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
I always feel like, somebody’s WATching meeeeee
Just got the comp of my new skin, y'all, and can I just tell you how FUCKING COOL IT IS!?!? I am totally SHVITZING with glee. Too fun.

That is all. For now.
Posted by Broad10:04 PM
Friday, May 20, 2005
I’ve reached the 21st century, and it is goooood …
So the cable guy got here at a little after 1-ish, and since a little after 2-ish, I've been zipping along at break-neck, broadband speed. Woo! It's freakin' fantastic! Of course, now I really ought to do the RAM upgrades I've been talking about doing for about six months, now, but Ima need to pay off this installation bill before I think about that. ($159 bones, y'all!) Still, broadband! And I can use Firefox along with my Thunderbird now, so take THAT, you spammers who try to slip code through Web sites! You won't have the Broad to kick around any more!

So yesterday was Mother's 70th birthday, and we went out to Red Lobster and came back here to watch The OC, but not before filling her birthday present with Dad's ashes. Dad's ashes, you say? Why, yes -- I bought her one of these and had his name engraved on it. It was funny, because as we opened the box -- as I think I've mentioned before, Dad hangs out with me on top of the entertainment center, because she just wasn't ready to keep him -- she was kinda perplexed that the ashes aren't black, like we (Catholics) get on Ash Wednesday. (Aww, look, I called myself a Catholic.) And I was like, "Well, on Ash Wednesday, they burn PALMS, not people, so that's the difference." I don't think she quite got it, but that was Ok, because she dug the gift. I may eventually get myself one, too, but I'd get a claddagh.

Speaking of death, Greta's beloved uncle died Thursday of esophageal cancer, and so she, her sister and I were talking about urn necklaces last night. Her sister thought it was an Ok idea, but Greta was a bit squicked out. On one hand, I guess I'm kinda squicked, too; I mean, Mother keeps talking about how she wants to spread some of his ashes on her parents' graves, and I'm all like, "Abolutely NOT. Like, what if you're leaving body parts that he might need in the afterlife?" But, you know, ashes to ashes and so on and so forth, so my objection probably has more to do with being his keeper, because my plan is to eventually go up to the Boundary Waters in Canada and release them there. It's where he wanted to be more than any place in this world.

In the meantime, Christina and I have chosen the artwork for the new skin, and it is de-LICIOUS! She loved it!
Posted by Broad10:34 PM
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
My days of crappy dialup are numbered
Welp, finally made the call to Comcast: as of Friday between 1 and 5, I'll be coming at y'all broadband stylee. Yeah, you're right -- DSL would've been a bit cheaper and would've handled my needs just as easily. Unfortunately, according to the braintrust that is SBC, DSL isn't offered for my number. (Ultimately, that's a happy thing for me since I was trying to put off going back to SBC as long as I possibly could.)

Next up: Vonage for my phone, because my home phoner will port! Woo!
Posted by Broad8:32 PM
Sunday, May 15, 2005
I was tight yesterday
Now that I FINALLY got paid and my bills are (for the most part) caught up, there's going to be some changes here in ol' Chez Broad, the first of which is an MT upgrade that is supposed to keep the spammer dicks from crashing the party. The rest ... well, Christina over at BonaFide and I have been giggling for a couple days now over the possibilities, so you'll just have to wait and see. (As will I, because even though we've been giggling, I told her she has free rein, so I have no idea what she's going to come up with. But gleefully rubbing hands together is always a good sign, in my book.)

Meanwhile, I'm wrestling with great DSL/broadband debate. I know I need to do one of the two, and after talking with EWK, I was all set to hook up to broadband and then do Vonage for my phone. But then Wad and I did our fajita party last night (well actually, it was burritos because apparently, you have to ask for regular fajitas by name at this joint -- and don't even get me started about the MUENSTER cheese (!) topping said burritos, because even though I love me some Muenster cheese, on a freaking burrito!?!), and he said that DSL would work fine for my purposes. So now, I need to figure out what will be cheapest. Sigh.
Posted by Broad3:34 PM
Friday, May 13, 2005
Shoes! Glorious shoes!
Guess where I'M going tomorrow!?!? No idea? Well, I'm going to interview shoe designer Michele K, who's a native of the town where I spent my formative years. The best part!?!? SHE'S GOING TO BE AT NORDSTROM'S! In the SHOE DEPARTMENT! BECAUSE SHE HAS HER OWN SHOE LINE! (spins gleefully in her office chair).

I'm apporopriately moist in all the right places! Wheeeeeeeeee!
Posted by Broad2:26 PM
Sunday, May 01, 2005
Isn’t she lovely!?!?
May I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Sean Kingston --

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the warm rays of sun fall upon your home.
And may the hand of a friend always be near.

--Traditional Irish Blessing

Love you both, yo!
Posted by Broad9:40 PM
Friday, April 01, 2005
Have I mentioned how much I LOVE LOVE LOVE my accountant!?
The good news? I'm getting $58 from the fed, which sounds puny, I realize, but when you consider that I dodn't pay taxes during the year!?! HuzZAH, motherfuckers. Of course, I have to turn around and pay $38 to the state, but I'm still $20 ahead. Woo!

But the bad news in all of this is, I once again had a rather puny check and now only have $93 to last me until next check. And my cell phone bill is $97 something. Sigh.
Posted by Broad8:49 PM
Monday, March 14, 2005
Whole lotta shartin’ goin’ on (US Title: Where my boobs at?)
Some of y'all might remember that I was having some Southern-fried company this weekend, right? You know, to come up and catch my favorite local band do its thing? Well, I can safely report that a good time was had by all.

Actually no, scratch that: We had a pheNOMenal time. Holy shit, man.

Outside of their stories, I really don't have that much to add. I mean, Wad and I caught up on life in the four or so years we weren't talking, and I got to drink a ton, which I haven't done in a long while. Oh, and can I tell you Bite the Lime was ON FIRE? Too bad we didn't get to STAY for their whole set since a certain Wad got bored. (cough) And the one guy was even there, looking mighty fine -- the girls said so, even!

My only complaint? It seems that everyone took pictures of each others boobs and posted them, but no one took a picture of mine, and mine are the biggest. I feel strangely left out by that. (Of course, there was an abundance of shots of my big ol' ass and gargantuan head, but that's another story. My hair was fantastic, though.)

I too am going to set up a yahoo! album for everyone to see, but I'll close for now with how much fun I had and how much I'm glad everyone came out. Some real bonds were made that night. (Sniff, sniff!)

P.S. For Og's edification: Beer + 3 shots takillya + two weak margaritas + chicken burrito suiza + pancakes and meat = Glad I woke up alone Sunday morning. Whoa.
Posted by Broad9:57 PM • (0) Trackbacks
A taste of stories TK

In order to not leave y'all hanging on a sour note, I'll let y'all (read: Ogger) drool over this while the Fantastic 5 (the new name for our badass blogging gang, and we came up with it our own damn selves after plenty of beer and takillya, thankyewverymuch) recuperates from our groovy Saturday night. Can I just tell you how much I love each and everyone of these motherfuckers!?!?!
Posted by Broad1:38 AM • (1) Trackbacks
Saturday, March 12, 2005
The info on the show for Wad (since he doesn’t know how to e-mail like a normal person)
Show starts at 7 p.m. at McCool's (straight up Rte 6 in South Haven), but we're going to go to PeePee's next door about 4-ish, 5-ish. Tickets are $9 at the door.
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Friday, March 11, 2005
Snidgey called …
a couple hours ago -- she was about to hit Cairo, Ill., which Kaffy says that's about where she should've been around when she called. If she keeps making good time, she should arrive here about 7, 7:30-ish.

Chez Broad'll clean, and beer will be consumed.
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Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Five days and counting
Yesterday, it was sunny and 62-ish degrees. Today? Ass cold and snow. What the hell, man!?!? I know it's Chicago; I don't care. It ain't RIGHT. Gah.

Ok, so the office/guest suite du Snidge has been vacuumed and my desk orange-oiled and made respectable-looking, so all I need to do in there is wash the sheers. Then, the can needs a light cleaning, garbage needs to be taken out and living room straightened, and Chez Broad will be ready for my peeps (I'll also vacuum out the couch in case Headcase decides to crash, unless she wants to bunk with me, but then that'll mean I have to clean MY room out, and that I'm kind of trying to avoid. But the couch is extra comfy; I'll even take it if she wants the bed). Kaffy will bunk at Winston's, natch, and Tara and her friend live close enough that they'll go home. Yeah, Tara has to bowl in the annual Post bowl-a-thon Sunday, so she best not get too loaded Saturday night.

Oh, and if I can find it, I do have a cool shirt to wear. Just got to retrieve it from one of the many laundry piles.
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