Sometimes I send emails that are just big recommendation dumps of books, movies, tv shows, or podcasts that I think other people might like. You can find all of those here.
Another bullshit week in suck city. But you know what... the sun is shining, it's warm enough to sit outside with "Notes to John," and the universe has blessed us with a new Palladino show. There are still bright spots even when it's awful.
Approximately 10,000 horrible things happened this week, so I asked some friends to send me pictures of their pets as a palate cleanser:
Leia uses buttons to communicate and once kicked guests out of her house by repeatedly pressing the "all done" button until they vamoosed. Mouse
"Sending emails two Fridays in a row? Is she on a new brain drug?" No, I'm simply using my leisure time wisely to avoid crushing ennui and spiritual vacancy. Whether or not it's working is up for debate, but it's been fun
Picture it: you're at my house for Friday night dinner. I've guzzled 1 dirty martini and now we're sitting down to glazed woodcock with a side of truffled goose head. Because I'm just as smart and worldly as the Kennedys, I'
Greetings from hell!
My old therapist once told me that I probably have a bleakly accurate outlook on the world, but that being right does nothing to improve my life. I'm trying to remind myself of that as America crumbles under the weight of its collective stupidity. Since
I AM SO HAPPY IT'S OCTOBER. This is my favorite time of year. Summer is over, clothes are 10,000x better, and spending time outside is finally pleasant now that the most annoying bugs have begun to die. In her new novel, "Creation Lake" (which I
The last time I wrote one of these was six months ago. Since then, I completed the "Gilmore Girls" rewatch project, threw together some rando musings on "Sex and the City," and then took a nice break from the internet. When I started this blog in
What's everyone up to this weekend? My only plans are to finish reading Lydia Davis's "The End of the Story" (recommended by Candace) and to eat a steaming bowl of ramen from Ann Arbor's closest approximation of Luke's Diner. I&
Many of you probably know that I am a Christmas grinch, but I'm trying hard to embrace the spirit of the season this year. I bought myself a new ornament (Digger-approved), put up outdoor lights, and even watched that terrible new Lindsay Lohan movie on Netflix. I wanted
Typically, I would spend my December popping into local stores and finding the perfect gifts for my friends and family. As the pandemic rages and my anxiety for public places spirals, shopping online is an absolute necessity. I went into Ace Hardware a few days ago to buy a Christmas
As soon as the temperature dips below 60, all I want to do is watch scary movies on the couch with my cats. I'm leaning into it especially hard this year because everything is trash and a physical escape (no Theatre Bizarre or trips to New Orleans 😭) is
Unlike Halloween, which I love dearly, Christmas has always depressed me. Nothing makes me feel more alone than sitting in a room full of relatives and being constantly reminded of my outcast status. This year is going to be different, though. The pandemic provides the perfect excuse for me to
