Posts Tagged ‘BFAM’

BEDA Fail Atonement Month is at an end, and I’m pretty sure that it’s been a mostly useless, if sometimes entertaining, venture. I don’t know what I set out to accomplish at the beginning of the month, and I’m not sure I did accomplish anything. My writing didn’t improve, my readership didn’t expand, I didn’t […]

One thing that annoys me about Nashville is the lack of decent ice cream. Summers growing up in Cincinnati were marked by weekly visits to the Lil Goodie Shoppe, Zip Dip, General Custer’s, and on very special ocassions, Putz’s. And of course, there was always Graeter’s and UDF. Our summertime food groups were: sugar cones, […]

Today is my birthday. And recently, I’ve discovered that I am lacking a certain amount of perspective in my life. A year ago, I was preparing to head off to Bosnia after wrapping up my failed stint in grad school. I was living in DC and I was fully aware of and engrossed in national […]

Because we all know how much I like to torture/annoy myself with overwhelming projects, I’m thinking of taking on the Infinite Summer reading challenge. The goal is to read David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest between June 21 and September 22. Over 1,000 pages of post-modern literature, which doesn’t include the nearly 400 endnotes tacked on. […]

Look at THIS! By chance, I happened to stumble upon that announcement this morning. I thought seeing Marah twice in a week was enough to sustain me for the rest of my life. But here they are, after last year’s failed tour, showing up in my life three times this year. I have been waffling […]

In possibly the most exciting and shocking news to hit the internet this weekend: My Scottish Best Friend, the Internet Herself, that adorable little pixlet we all know and love, Lisa-Marie is to be married in the indeterminate future to crime writer and novelist extraordinaire, The Stringer. The blogosphere is all abuzz. The Twittosphere is […]

This weekend at home has been pretty great. I found out on Friday night that my stepsister is pregnant again. My dad and Jenny got me an underwater MP3 player for my birthday and I’ve been mentally arranging a playlist for my next set in the pool. (I’m also pretty much obsessed with Kings of […]