Monthly Archives: October 2006

Around here, it’s the time of year to dress like Harry Potter. This was the Hurricane last year.He was five weeks old.We drew glasses on his face with eyeliner.And the Harry Potter scar thing with lipliner. And then we left it on there for a while because it was funny.I think you’ll be seeing the [...]

Who in the heck am I? Well, I’m not the first to ask. Inevitably we all face this question. And for some of us, it’s hard to really answer. Because we’re complicated.It’s complicated. But thank the goodness and lucky for us, we have the Internet to help point us in the right direction. To help [...]

I like to think that I’ve had my share of adventures. As I believe I’ve mentioned, I was on a jury for months. Then. I was hit by a very drunk bimbo idiot wrong-direction really-fast-speeding almost-killing-me-and-Super-Zoe driver; and so therefore couldn’t walk for months. And. Then. I worked with someone in a professional setting who [...]

Let’s just go ahead and admit it, advertising is not all bad. Seriously Fiz, it’s not. Plus, we’re all thinking people. Okay, granted, some of us are thinking about snogging Oscar the Grouch. But still. We’re thinking. We’re not mindless robots, forced to purchase whatever we see promoted. I mean, can someone really make you [...]

If it’s true that you are what you eat, then tonight, we are page 202 of this month’s Cooking Light. ————————————– If my mom (the now Nana con Queso) is right, and you are what you put in your head, then the Hurricane and I are as follows: Books:Me: Besides about 40 blogs (Most are [...]

The longer I’m around, the more I find that I’m a marketer’s challenge. A lawyer’s nightmare. A politician’s headache. And believe me, I know. Because it’s my job to market things. Once upon a time, I was on a jury for almost seven months. And yes, I’ve even worked for politicians. Honestly. And I’m telling [...]

This Love Thursday, I want you to understand how much the Hurricane LOVES to start his morning with a walk around the neighborhood. With his maracas. Because.Sometimes you just have to take your maracas when you go on a walk. Or you’ll scream your head off. *Okay, I realize on the last two posts, I’ve [...]

Sometimes, when people don’t cut your hair, you look like this. And people start to say that you look like Goldie Hawn’s grandson.But, I mean, come on, your hair isn’t that long.And, even if it is, who cares?That’s the celebaby boy style. Right?It’s SoCal cool and all that. However, when you go to your grandmother’s [...]

Back when I spent silly amounts of time in the Armstrong Browning Library, I had an 8 a.m. class that very often began with an on-the-spot requirement that we use two and only two words to describe a given topic, circumstance, situation, altercation, and/or whatever the professor pulled out of his arse. At the beginning [...]