Whiney Whitney Discusses Oral Hygiene
Now if a title like that doesn't pull in the subscribers, I don't know what will. But, to be honest, here is the real reason I re-started my long lost blog:I LIKE SAYING STUFF! SPECIFICALLY,...
View ArticleSmooth.
Scene: Senor Tequila's, 7:00 p.m. A young lady, WHITNEY, looks around for her dinner partner, SCOTT. A waiter, JOSE, approaches her.JOSE: Can I help you?WHITNEY: Oh, I'm just supposed to meet someone...
View ArticleOh, Wally: Musings on a Greyhound Bus
The Greyhound bus was really my only way to get to Kansas City one fateful Thursday afternoon. My mom was horrified, but I was up for an adventure. After all, I had survived a night-train journey on...
View ArticleAdventures in Dog-Sitting: A Haiku
why, standard poodle,are you the size of a horse?so terrifying!On a related note, if you say poodle a lot it is really funny. Poodle poodle poodle poodle poodle poodle poodle poodle poodle poodle...
View ArticleSmooth, Part II
Scene: On the dance floor at Caravan Cattle Company. A middle-aged Jordanian MAN with an... um... exotic scent is two-stepping with WHITNEY.WHITNEY: So, what's your name?SAMAL: I go by Sam, but my name...
View ArticleUpdate: A Trip To The Dentist
I may have mentioned my love/hate relationship with oral hygiene (as in: I love brushing my teeth/my dentist hates me).I had to go back to the dentist on Wednesday to get a cavity filled. Despite being...
View ArticleWell, That Wasn't The Plan
I swung the full garbage bag in the air, only a little nervous that the macaroni & cheese box would poke a hole in it and dirty Kleenexes, apple cores, empty beer cans, and eggshells would rain...
View ArticleIt's A Good Thing These Posts Are Months Apart
Because when I post... oh, do I ever post.I am thinking that next semester will be much more conducive to blogging. But until then, did you know you can cook a salmon in the dishwasher?!?!?!??Click...
View Article"I Love You Sweatheart"
A man risked his life to write the words.A man hung upside down (an idiot friendholding his legs?) with spray paintto write the words on a girder fifty feet abovea highway. And his beloved, the next...
View ArticleCookie Girl Does Cookie Girl
Well, it's the day we've all been waiting for. Many thanks to the cookie eaters, bakers, and monsters in this video. I couldn't have done it without you.Love, C.G.
View ArticleA Funny Thing Happened on the Way to Work
Well, three funny things, actually.Firstly: Tulsa is still recovering from a major blizzard, record amounts of snowfall, and a decided inability to plow its neighborhood streets. With these factors in...
View ArticleSummer Plans
You ever been in a hammock before? They're real neat new-fangled things you tie up to trees and swing in all summer long. Like this:We have two very nice, strong hammocks. Only we don't have...
View ArticleStories from the Census
The thing is, I haven’t always been a grown-up with a full-time job and insurance.First, I was a baby. And then for a long time, I was a student. I was very good at being a student, and I loved it, and...
View ArticleStories from the Census: Orange You Glad You Came In?
I had only been enumerating for a couple of days when I had to make my first Maybe-I’ll-Die, Maybe-I-Won’t judgment call.I had been assigned to the Yacht Club, an apartment complex I can assure you is...
View ArticleStories from the Census: Knocking on Heaven's Door
Despite my official U.S. Census Bureau messenger bag and awesome clipboard, not everyone knew exactly what I was doing walking their neighborhoods and knocking on their doors. The following is a list...
View ArticleStories from the Census: Southern Hospitality
I hope my mother does not read this blog.That is to say: I have to admit that sometimes, during the Summer of the Census, the heat just did me in. It addled my brains. It made me make decisions that I...
View ArticleHang On To Your Hat
As long as there is one upright man, as long as there is one compassionate woman, the contagion may spread and the scene is not desolate. Hope is the thing that is left to us, in a bad time. I shall...
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