A little about a lot

Monday, January 30, 2006

Don'tcha know?

This morning I got back from my weekend in Minneapolis helping Sarah find a clean, safe and affordable apartment.

If you'll recall, a couple of blogs ago I said:

Things I want to do in Minneapolis:
1. Find Sarah an apartment and maybe a boyfriend.
2. Get rid of the boyfriend we found for Sarah since she hates most males.
3. Ride around in a cool red mustang and get hit on a lot. Then try to get my frozen eye lids to do that sexy winking thing.
4. Catch up on my reading (plane ride) - The Pilgrim's Regress/ The Case for Christ.


1. Sarah did find an apartment. Her landlord's name is Phillipe and her apartment is about the size of my cubicle. Still, a good choice. Lots of character and in a really cool part of town. Luckily, we were disuaded from the apartment we both liked the best, which turned out to be druggie central.
No boyfriend, although one cute guy at the best breakfast place in Minneapolis "Sunny Side Cafe" (maybe - can't really remember) was in the running for the 30 minutes we were in the restaurant.

2. Check. Apparently, 30 minutes of watching him buss tables was enough for Sarah.

3. This all happened. Except my eyelids weren't frozen. Sarah owns one of two Mustangs in Minneapolis, so everyone looked at us. That could've been because we were driving the wrong way down a one-way street, but I choose to believe we were being hit on, thus fulfilling wish No. 3.

4. Nope. I slept on the plane on the way there and on the way back. Kinda.

Other general observations about Minneapolis:
1. They need a map that shows Uptown AND Downtown together. This would've saved us a lot of time driving the wrong direction on the interstate and that one time where we really were lost in the ghetto.

2. It's fricking cold there - even though everyone said this is the warmest it's EVER been in January.

3. People on the street seem nice. People in their cars are jackasses.

4. I'm definitely, DEFINITELY not made for the city. But it was nice to visit, and I'll look forward to visiting in the future.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Thoughts on today.

This is the explanation of my day so far using the thoughts that ran through my head.

"Hi God."

"Caaahhhhrud, I've been laying here for half an hour."

"I wonder if my neighbor can hear my music."

"Don't want to wear that."

"You can see my bra through this."

"These pants are too short for these shoes."


"This is what I'm wearing. I don't care."

"FRICK it's cold."

"I wonder if that guy knows you can see his underwear."

"I wonder if Sarasota e-mailed back."


"Maybe I should have some chocolate."

"I hate this story."

"I'm gonna have to stay late."

"Whooo hooo! Lunch with Jill!"

"Man, I need to wash my car."

"Hello...you're a cutie. And you have a nice car."

"I wonder where Jill is."

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Wow. There are a lot of Asian people in this Mexican restaurant."

"I'll call that guy at one."

"Is there a reason you're being a jerk?"

"I believe that in order to finish this story, I need another diet coke."

"Done! YES!"

"CRAP I'm not going to have any stories for Saturday."

"Talk FASTER, I don't have time to listen to you."

"OK - this will work."

"My desk is driving me crazy."

"Where did that bobby pin come from?"

"What time is it?"

Tuesday, January 24, 2006


For the next two weekends I find myself heading off to much more northern states.

I must be going crazy.

You who know me know that I hate to be cold. I mean, I really, really hate it.

So what do I decide to do at the end of January? Go to Minnesota. And what do I decide to do at the beginning of February, go to Illinois.

This craziness is compounded by the fact that it's getting pretty close to that time of year when people (me) start getting homicidal because they are tired of the gray, cold days and the piercing Kansas wind.

In times like this, it's important to do several things.
First, book tickets to a warmer place, like Florida.
Second, go tanning. It truly, truly helps with the whole SAD thing.
Third, turn up your heat and run around the apt. in shorts.
But by no means should you EVER go somewhere COLDER.

I believe three valium and a big gulp should effectively mitigate the potentially devastating effects of my decision to go north.

Even if I can't get my hands on mind-altering drugs, I'm actually really looking forward to my trips.

Things I want to do in Minneapolis:
1. Find Sarah an apartment and maybe a boyfriend.
2. Get rid of the boyfriend we found for Sarah since she hates most males.
3. Ride around in a cool red mustang and get hit on a lot. Then try to get my frozen eye lids to do that sexy winking thing.
4. Catch up on my reading (plane ride) - The Pilgrim's Regress/ The Case for Christ.

Things I want to do in Chicago:
1. Buy three items: A button-down fitted denim shirt, a button-down fitted chocolate brown shirt and a pale pink sweater.
2. Sleep in.
3. Watch movies with brother and sister in law. (this is inevitable)
4. See where brother's new condo is. (maybe using binoculars depending on how cold it is)

Thursday, January 19, 2006


It appears that a new strain of the unproductivity virus has claimed victims in at least three U.S. cities - Chicago, Davenport, and Kansas City.

I wrote FOUR stories this week. FOUR. Frick.

Reasons I haven't gotten a damn thing accomplished:
1. There is absolutely no news happening right now. Nothing. Everyone has drawn their shades and called in sick.

2. The people who didn't call in sick aren't doing anything interesting.

3. The people who came to work and ARE doing something interesting don't return phone calls.

4. I have to spend a lot of my time helping Sarah through the crisis of getting a new job - what to say, what not to say, how to quit, how and where to kick the crazy publisher as she walks out the door, etc... That is very important and makes it difficult to concentrate on planning commission notes.

5. I'm going to Chicago in February. That's really soon. I think I should go home and start packing now.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Parrot v. Girlfriend

This is my favorite story for today.

I love the last quote.

Saturday, January 14, 2006


Today I'm at a downtown shift.

I love this newsroom.

When I walk in, the smell of paper and ink and coffee envelopes me. The constant buzz of the scanner is our own kind of elevator music. The best report we've heard today had to do with an RV driven by a aggressive suspect. Also - be advised, there were lots of "long" guns in the RV.

Our second-floor offices don't have many windows - but enough for the afternoon sun to stream through and hit piles of notebooks or stacks of old papers that sprawl outward from the computer on each desk.

The first time I came in, I didn't notice the extraordinary amount of clutter. We have boxes upon boxes of clutter - literally. Nothing follows straight lines and everything that isn't used every day is dusty. I wish I could take a picture of this. You guys wouldn't believe it.

I can tell a lot about the people who live at these desks during the week, and for at least a few hours on the weekends from their desks. Cut out comic strips with curling edges, bobble head dolls and pieces of memoribilia from many years on specific beats line the dividing walls between cubicles.

As I look around, I see pictures of Harry Truman, John F. Kennedy and Bill Clinton. Pictures recounting history usually outnumber pictures of family in newsrooms.

On one wall is the front page from the San Francisco Examiner on Sept. 12, 2001. The headline "BASTARDS!" tops a picture of the twin towers collapsing. Two posters explaining recycling "do's and don'ts" are on another wall. Good luck with that.

Sometimes downtown shifts are boring, but it's still fun to just be in this place. It's unlike any other office, that's for sure.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Sarah's blog

Hey all,
Sarah gave up her teenage tendancies and abandoned her Xanga site.

Check out her "I'm a grown-up" blog at: http://wakingdreaming.blogspot.com

Monday, January 09, 2006

What I'm reading

My reading list for 2006:
Memoirs of a Geisha, Arthur Golden

C.S. Lewis: The Pilgrim's Regress, The Weight of Glory, The Four Loves, at least the first two Narnia books. He also has a sci-fi-like series that I want to read...

Francine Rivers' series

Jan Karon series

Lee Strobel's A Case for Christ and A Case for Faith

Where God Was Born, Bruce Feiler

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, Betty Smith

Captivating, John and Staci Eldredge

James Herriott's All Creatures Wise and Wonderful and The Lord God Made Them All

God in You, David Jeremiah (working on it)

I Am Charlotte Simmons, Tom Wolfe (kinda scared to read this, Sarah)

That's off the top of my head. I'd welcome your suggestions or your own lists.

Thursday, January 05, 2006


Good things about today:

1. I'm wearing cool dangle bracelets that jingle when I move my arm.
2. I'm wearing my favorite green shirt.
3. No night meetings tonight.
4. A couple of good stories in the works.
5. A full can of diet coke sitting on my desk and an abundant supply of peppermints.
6. It's almost Friday.

Bad things about today:
1. I have a bad cold and I can't eat and breathe at the same time.
2. I have a piece of apple stuck in my teeth.
3. It's not Friday yet.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Wretched Wiper Wrecker

My friend, Sarah, and I have decided that "wretched" should be used in all e-mails we send each other today.

Therefore, because Sarah will read this, I must use "wretched" in today's blog to meet the requirements of our pact.

Now, to explain the blog title for all those who don't already know ...

ohhh blah, I'm sick of talking about it. Long story short - my windshield wipers are broken because of some wretched soul thought it would be funny to snap them in half.

Seventy times seven...

Today I'm easing back into work by prewriting a story about a meeting tonight and checking my e-mail/writing a blog/talking to co-workers/trying to get brother to post something.

The vacation was awesome.
I ate a lot of chocolate, visted my grandparents every day, got lots of great presents and slept, slept, slept. I did manage to stay in my PJs all day one day, which was a goal. And I read a fantastic book.

I got to see Jackie and Mark, Sarah, Allison and her girls and Yoda - all very special people to me.

On the way back to the city, I turned off the radio and just listened to what God is trying to teach me. Haven't got it completely figured out yet, but it's something to do with my pride and my priorities.

You shall have no other gods before Me.

We'll see how that all goes. It's not going to be an easy lesson to learn, I can already tell...but it's still exciting.