I put up a post on Facebook that got a lot of interest andresponses. And somebody suggested I compile the comments into a list. Thequestion was, “How do you entertain a bored 11-year-old?”
I did an article for the Memphis Flyer about best-practices for feeding your dog. Turns out that, depending on various factors, table scraps can be okay. Read all about it!
I don’t mean that in some kind of “player” way, like I’m chasing the ladies around. But this morning I woke up and rolled out of bed — literally, since it’s just a mattress on the floor — and made coffee in my stovetop expresso thing, since that’s all I have. Walked past the pile of artwork that hasn’t been hung because I don’t have any hooks yet, and made some breakfast. That would be two eggs fried in butter (no butter dish, just a wrapper), in the $3.99 pan I got from Goodwill yesterday, stirred with a garage-sale wooden spoon, then eaten right out of the pan with the same spoon. It’s now 9:45 a.m. and I am still in my sweats.
I still don’t have the artwork up, and I still don’t have a cook pot with handles, nor enough spoons and forks for three people to eat, but I am getting in the groove, just a bit.
For one thing, I have done laundry, taken out the trash, and annoyed the downstairs neighbor with loud music. And gotten laid, which really makes it official.
This morning, I delivered self-published books to a New Seasons Market. Then I went in to shop and asked for dried cranberries, which I like in the Bob’s Red Mill hot cereal that I buy at Food Front. A staffer with a pierced nose recommended some local, sustainably-grown cranberries as being “nummy nummy.”
I walked outside with my rain hat on, because it’s about 42 and drizzly. On April 6. By the time I walk across the lot to Peets, which of course is full, no seats available, at 10 a.m. on a Wednesday, I have changed into my sunglasses. (more…)
I haven’t tried ZapHour, but it sounds pretty cool. It’s like Groupon but free and with a time limit. Check out a this story I did on it for Neighborhood Notes.
Another fun story about another cool idea in the making: ADX is going to be a collaborative space for designers, craftspeople, and folks who want to be either. Read all about it at Neighborhood Notes.
You make some fine pledges, my friend, and bring me no small amount of joy — not just with your too-occasional writings but with the recent news of your pending arrival in P-town. They say we put our intentions out to the universe and it responds in its own time and way, and while I didn’t realize it would take 14 years and a job to get you out here — I thought perhaps a promise of golf and whiskey would have done the trick — I shall nonetheless be happy to entertain you. And be entertained by you. And wallow in your considerable presence.