tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108128832011-11-26T12:42:19.994-05:00yet another in a long series of diversions in an attempt to avoid responsibility.<br>duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.comBlogger6631100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-44045756180519698792011-06-19T17:13:00.006-04:002011-06-19T19:47:53.057-04:00

fun fact #37: i used to have a subscription to "metal edge" magazine, back when rock bands had hair so big that you could practically smell the aquanet wafting out from the centerfold posters. i was reminded of this first during last week's cleaning binge, and again just a few moments ago, when i ran across a photo of a truly awful motley crue tattoo. (i can't remember exactly where i found the

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i had such high hopes for this afternoon. i was going to spend a few minutes goofing around on facebook (okay, about 90 of them), check the updates over at damnyouautocorrect.com, and then i was going to settle in and crank out 5-6 hours of work for job #3. parts one and two of my master plan went off without a hitch. however, the work laptop, which was working perfectly well this morning, seems

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trust me on that- i speak from experience. i know, i know- just when you'd given up on me (except the spammers, who will believe in me until the day the internet goes down in flames, i suspect), i reappear. perhaps i should officially become a blogging groundhog. i'll promise to surface once a year to check out my shadow, if you promise to occasionally poke me with a stick to make sure i'm still

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-5976073152149224682010-11-07T23:27:00.005-05:002010-11-07T23:46:21.650-05:00

i'm such a sucker.she showed up at work last monday, and i said if she were still around 24 hours later, i'd take her in. my new roommate and i are still working out a few basic rules, but all in all, she's a good girl.lesson #1: kittens are not allowed on kitchen counters. (the spray bottle has been an effective learning tool.)lesson #2: it's just a cabinet door being opened. it's not that

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five things i'm looking forward to1. 50% off halloween candy at the grocery store in a few more days. (hellloo, my many chocolatey friends.)2. the morning after election day (because every couple of years, i'm reminded that i'm a blue in a red state. however, i'm also a blue who can't stand nancy pelosi and thinks the democratic party would've been far better off without her in charge. it will be

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-79680122679031136462010-10-24T21:48:00.003-04:002010-10-24T21:56:06.245-04:00

a pool table has mysteriously appeared at the radio station. after taking care of work-type necessities, i've been wandering down the hall to regain my mad pool skillz.....at least i remember being vaguely not-awful in high school, but it's a little fuzzy through the haze of, uh, the cigarette smoke in the bars.i am nowhere near a pool shark yet; i am merely a guppy.part of the secret to my

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-22909227274012415882010-10-17T21:39:00.002-04:002010-10-17T21:44:09.048-04:00

i assure you, it's a good one:i was busy playing in a photo booth during SO's cousin's wedding reception.i'd never been in one before, and had to make up for 32 years of deprivation. (i have almost enough strips at home to give out with my holiday cards this year.)

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wildly inappropriate random thought i had while driving today: do you think, after the dust settled in the lewinsky scandal, that hillary banned bill from using the phrase, "close, but no cigar"?

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i seem to learn things best the hard way. (in fact, i'm sure there are folks out there who are convinced it's the only way i learn- mama included.) i can tell you (from experience) that it's unwise to try to due that tom cruise sock-sliding thing on a freshly waxed floor.* i also know for a fact that you should always check to make sure the coast is clear before talking trash about someone, as

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-65966750811325743442010-09-26T14:54:00.003-04:002010-09-26T15:43:18.026-04:00

i can think of few things i'm looking forward to more than the end of the political ad season. in fact, i believe the list is basically limited to:1. my next vacation2. my next appointment with the hunky orthodontist3. my next hot date (i'll settle for a lukewarm one, though.)4. the creation of a jack lalanne power juicer in purple.*no sooner did my favorite tv shows start gearing up for the fall

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-80820936302051015492010-09-19T10:09:00.003-04:002010-09-19T10:21:57.756-04:00

so there we were, at the most recent gathering of the thursday night club. one of the members brought his mother out for dinner, drinks, and crap- is there a "d" word for singing? i'm afraid i'm not awake enough to come up with it at the moment.anyway, i was engaged in conversation with said member and his mother, when she paused, took a good look at me, and inquired as to my age. "hopefully,

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-39336556613692127422010-09-11T06:14:00.007-04:002010-09-11T11:36:58.654-04:00

nothing says "PAAAARRRRRTTTTYY!" like puking.no, this isn't a reminiscence of the "frying pan incident" or the "tequila jello shot incident"....nor any of the overindulgences that i actually remember. this is far more recent, as in 12 hours or so ago.also, this time i'm innocent, having developed a serious distaste for regurgitation years ago. (not only would i not make a good bulemic, but when i

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1. still traumatized over car's illness- which nearly led to yours truly having to pull over with car trouble in the first well-lit parking lot i passed after getting off work at midnight two weeks ago tonight. pro: there would have been lots of guys who could have potentially helped me out.con: said establishment was a strip joint2. consumed too much caffiene during work and couldn't concentrate

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i have to get used to driving my car again.i made a deal with SO the weekend before we left on our respective winter vacations: since he was going to be away from home (charleston) longer than i was (columbia), and his flashy new chariot (a corolla almost exactly like the one i was seriously considering over the summer, during the great clutch/transmission debacle) gets slightly better mileage

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they say you can tell a lot about a person by the contents of their personal space.in high school, your locker contained not only your backpack and books, but also a glimpse into your little world.that was eons ago, and quite frankly, i don't recall the exact contents of mine, though i'm fairly certain there were pictures, barely opened textbooks, my walkman, a variety of writing utensils, a

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it was pointed out to me a couple of nights ago that i've been a little too quiet on the blog lately. i'd offer to add "post more regularly" to my list of new years' resolutions, buta. i don't usually make resolutions. i break enough stuff as it is andb. were i to make resolutions this year, i'd wait until february or so, when everyone else has broken the ever-popular "get into better shape"

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....for me to realize it's been almost two months since i last posted. sorry about that. i think my muse may have gotten lost in the woods during my last hike.in all honesty, i was going to cheat and just put up a link to the post i wrote a while back about how my sibling and i, in our younger years in baltimore, used to scare the bejeesus out of my dad with our basement haunted house.i could've

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i'm moving a little slowly this morning, but it's for a good reason- SO and i went hiking yesterday on the winding stairs trail, near walhalla, sc.(we thought a hike might be a good idea because, for his upcoming 40th birthday, SO and i are going to visit his family in phoenix, arizona. as usual, there is a strong possibility that sooner or later, we will find ourselves enjoying the local terrain

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on the way to work this morning, i found myself pondering what to write about today, given that it's been over three weeks and i know at least half of my readers (both of you) have probably given me up for dead.finishing the half-written post about the saga of my car was a thought, but i forgot my pile of receipts, which i'm using to illustrate just how badly the folks over at the AAA car care

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...perhaps thankfully, i don't actually know the lyrics to that song, so there is very little change of it replacing o.a.r., which is currently playing on my mental jukebox.i just finished recording the weather reports for my radio shift, and again today, our high temperature is supposed to be in the upper 90s. i'm currently shivering in our highly air conditioned building, but when i get off

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it's always a little disappointing to learn that something you've believed about someone for a very long time just isn't true.first, it was the easter bunny. (i still dispute that one, as i once had my picture taken with the one and only easter bunny, after finding the golden egg at the woodlawn easter egg hunt back in 1986.*) then, my sibling was kind enough to point out that kermit had poles

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-75193171492287542572009-07-22T23:15:00.010-04:002009-07-23T11:00:01.995-04:00

i'm not sure how i managed it, but somehow i seem to have brought the rain back from st. john to south carolina. funny- i didn't think i had room for a napkin between my two carry-ons, let alone storm clouds. forgive me for not posting earlier, but when it came down to $8 for either 45 minutes of internet time, or a ride on mr. frett's taxi from the maho bay camps to cruz bay....well, i like

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when i woke up this morning, my pants were still wet and my legs were incredibly stiff. the condition of the former was due to being put on over wet bikini bottoms 3 times yesterday, being caught in the rain in the middle of a trail once, and, about half an hour after finishing last night's post (which was 15 minutes after i'd hung them to dry on my clothesline and 5 minutes after i left my

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-73747984771674683122009-07-18T19:50:00.003-04:002009-07-18T20:03:02.218-04:00

my butt is wet....and it's about the fifth time today.(i know how deeply you care about these things, so i thought i'd share.)forgive me for not getting around to finishing the final post detailing the saga of my car. it's about half written, but since i'm paying an arm, a leg, and part of my soul for internet time, let me give you the brief version: do not ever, ever, ever take your chariot to a

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-62227007833527060162009-06-19T17:45:00.003-04:002009-06-19T21:15:56.994-04:00

it was the best of times, it was the worst of times....i believe i last left off a week and a half ago, after my 3 hour commute home, which involved several phone calls, a blinking battery bar on my cell phone, and a tow truck with two guys in it...one of whom declined my offer to answer his phone (as it rang for about the twelfth time) and tell his wife "we'll be done in about ten more minutes".

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let me start by warning you that this will be the second driving related post in a row on my blog. i promise, however, that this isn't another "now i understand why the south carolina DMV doesn't make transplants take an exam- no matter where we're from, we probably drive better than the natives" post.however, though i'm tired and had a 3 hour commute home, if i don't pound this out now, the

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-80674518810469730452009-06-06T10:54:00.003-04:002009-06-06T11:15:34.491-04:00

...because i've booked my birthday trip and am now working my butt off to pay for it.i noticed not once, but twice, yesterday that some folks seem lost on the whole purpose of an on-ramp. perhaps i'm the one who's mistaken, but i was under the impression that one should use the on-ramp as an opportunity to accelerate for smoother merging into highway traffic. after the second time i found myself

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-12680790694489438872009-05-10T07:33:00.014-04:002009-05-10T09:34:43.731-04:00

i knew it'd been awhile, but three months? egads. i'd love to tell you my hiatus was due to extensive world travel (ok, spain and morocco) or my whirlwind romance with val kilmer (who won't even return my calls), but it's actually something far less exciting: i've become horribly lazy. ok- maybe not that lazy, but after taking work, sleep, and this new treadmill habit i've developed (so as not to

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-406076402831272402009-02-04T22:24:00.002-05:002009-02-04T22:46:26.303-05:00

the braces are about to come off after 4 1/2 years (what can i say? i haven't exactly been in a hurry), and tomorrow's my first visit with a periodontist to figure out if i'm getting an implant next, or if i'll wind up the proud owner of a maryland bridge.unfortunately, i am having a rather hard time with a mundane task- filling out the preliminary questionnaire.normally, these things are so

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greetings from baltimore!(actually, i'm about half an hour or so away, but i figure it's close enough to call it.)i've road-tripped up here this weekend to see my sibling and attend some of the edgar allan poe bicentennial festivities. john astin will be making an appearance (he's doing a tribute to poe", and i'm wondering if he'll kiss my arm if i say something to him in french.i took a lot of

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i seem to have missed the boat....or maybe another form of slow-moving transportation would be more appropriate- but i'm getting ahead of myself. last year, for christmas, i was blessed with not one, not two, but three wall calendars. two wound up (strangely enough) on walls, and the third i regifted or sent to goodwill or something equally appropriate.*this year, sadly, i received not three, not

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i'm working on something.actually, i should be working on several somethings- decluttering my apartment, scribbling on avon brochures, cooking something for dinner, working on my billing stuff- but i figured before i started any of those projects, i'd work on scribbling something to submit to newsweek's my turn column.i had a topic of interest, and i've managed to pound out about half of the 900-

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i could lie to you and tell you i've sat down to write something new several times over the past couple of months....though, come to think of it, that's not really a lie, as i've sat down to pound out the annual holiday letter and numerous emails, and i've handwritten my fair share of thank you notes and checks to pay the bills. so, let me simply say that this is the first time i've sat down to

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-21638536759929202122008-10-25T09:05:00.003-04:002008-10-25T10:04:11.302-04:00

i've spent my week near hilton head, watching my sidekick and her brother while their parents frolick in key west, florida. the commute to their private school is about half an hour each way, and i made three trips a day, due to the fact that sidekick's brother has football practice and needs to be retrieved about 3 hours after sidekick is dismissed from school. this translates into about 15

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in an effort to boost the bank accounts and finally get alaska and hawaii back off of my credit card (conditions that i've decided have to be met before i can travel again), i've been burying myself in work lately. unfortunately, i'm starting to burn out a little bit, so SO came up for the weekend and we took advantage of my working only one shift at the radio station yesterday and went hiking at

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ribbit.despite consuming ridiculous quantities of hot tea with honey, i have spent the past week sounding like i have a 3 pack a day habit. on the bright side, radio listeners (especially of the male persuasion) seem to dig the oh-so-sexy, husky voice produced by the change in weather, screaming one's head off at a def leppard concert, and/or smoking 3 packs a day. since i haven't been to any

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after wasting three saturdays in a row (only three?), i dragged (well, technically he drove) SO out on a long-overdue hike. santee state park is about an hour and a half from home, which allowed me enough time to wipe out a book (i was almost done) and grab a five minute snooze....which ended about the time we realized we'd somehow overshot the park.why santee? well, since i work at the radio

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i’m afraid technology is not my friend this morning.i came into work with such high hopes. SO is in town this weekend, and with him came my laptop, and i figured my best chance to use it to pound out a post would be this morning. i’d type up something witty and brilliant (well, as witty and brilliant as possible when one is trying hard not to catch up on sleep at work), throw it onto my blog, and

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it's sunday again, and during my current 10-hour stint at the radio station, i've got three major projects to tackle, but the junk food i grabbed on the way in from a restaurant i won't name, except to say that they looked at me really funny when i asked for a paper crown*, has left me feeling bloated and a bit sluggish. obviously, i'm in no condition to tackle anything serious, like scribbling

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-39236532796398652312008-08-20T12:11:00.000-04:002008-08-20T12:23:53.907-04:00

when i get around to finally penning (or, more precisely, pounding out) my best-selling autobiography, i don't anticipate it turning out as one of those "mystery/suspense" tomes. i mean, my life certainly isn't boring (though my friday and saturday nights usually are), but i don't generally have or want that sort of excitement.that said, when i wrote my springsteen post, i left out the entire

duffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11916314242588218139noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10812883.post-16394543071907497332008-08-17T08:50:00.009-04:002008-08-17T20:11:25.099-04:00

i was going to get a head start on the weekend- had a post on the olympics half-finished yesterday and everything. unfortunately, i got stuck and my shift was over before i could get unstuck.....and now you're getting a mostly non-olympic post instead.sorry. maybe i can make it up to you later.yesterday, i had my first backstage experience. SO called me at work friday to tell me he'd been offered

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things i should probably be embarrassed to admit:1. even at the tender age of thirty, i still eat all of my spaghetti o's first, and the meatballs or franks last- and preferably with my official spaghetti o's spoon.2. i sleep with a fleece cookie monster blanket.3. i have seriously contemplated going to see the new kids on the block when they come to a town near me. (perhaps this is partially

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i've been back from the big birthday trip for almost two whole days now, and i still haven't quite adjusted to this whole "getting dark at 9pm" thing. i mean, the sun didn't actualy set on my birthday until i got back to south carolina on friday. (yet, even with the two extra days, i still haven't compiled a new list yet....perhaps it's because i'm now old, and therefore, in the early stages of

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it has recently come to my attention that i'm overdue for a post again. (not that anyone actually pointed it out, mind you. i found myself looking for stuff to do instead of doing the stuff i need to do, and somewhere between virtual sightseeing in alaska and obsessively checking my msn messenger to see if it was still working (consider it the modern day version of picking the phone up every half

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i'm thinking that most cute, semi-single girls my age don't spend their friday nights getting excited over how well imaginary bald men with earrings clean their bathtubs, but hey- it could just be me.disclaimer, in case SO stops by: no, i don't consider myself "single", but after three weeks without a visit, i doubt i'll recognize you the next time you walk through the door. this could work in

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after work today, i gave in to the urge. since my hiking buddy moved 2 1/2 hours away, hot dog the gnomad was happy to accompany me on my 6.6 mile trek. here are some views from along the oakridge trail: i think i managed to tick off every spider along the trail, except for this one. thankfully, i'm short, and he'd constructed his web higher than most of the others.there's nothing quite like

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they claim you can get rich by working at home. today was my first official day "working from home", and not only am i not rich yet, but i didn't exactly accomplish a whole lot, either. when the bosses announced they were moving 2 1/2 hours south, i freaked out. i mean, this latest development, combined with SO moving out just over 6 months ago (which basically doubled my expenses), led to a

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profound realization for the week:on wkrp, loni anderson probably looked perky all the time because even when it was 100 degrees outside, the radio station was kept at a brisk 50-something degrees.i kid you not. highs in the low 100s were forecast all weekend, and here i sat, in my cargo pants, t-shirt, and light jacket. someone pointed out yesterday that this building has three different

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as i fired up the email this morning, i learned that i may have been onto something in my younger years. (lest my parents think they finally have a "reasonable" explanation for some of the creative clothing combinations i wore in public in my awkward preteen years, let me point out that i said "onto something", not "on something". therefore, that mystery remains unsolved, as far as they're

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okay, not really, but somehow, i've managed to hoover down the better part of a bag of harvest cheddar sunchips during my ten hour p.m. stretch at the radio station today. i thought putting the bag in my car would help, in seeing as how i'm feeling pretty lazy, but i underestimated the pull of fake cheese powder. i'm like a large, wingless, blondish moth to a flame....okay, maybe not exactly a

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i have all sorts of things i've been contemplating posting about lately- but first, i need to share a couple of things with you:thing one: i was thrilled to find out a favorite radio station from my childhood is back. i've been listening to their stream all day. where else can you hear the cult, jack johnson, siouxsie and the banshees, depeche mode, temple of the dog, and that timeless classic- "

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perhaps i'll get around to a real post later this weekend, but thought i'd share something i found whilst (i actually got an email last week that contained the word "whilst". perhaps after i finish the great decluttering, i'll even write him back.) clearing out my closet (needed more room for the skeletons).if, like me, you are (slowly) recovering from a bad tennis shoe habit, and some of your

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i'm on a roll.....except when it comes to blogging, apparently, since i just realized (as i was catching up on comments) that it's been a month since i've attempted to pound out something mildly entertaining for your reading enjoyment. as usual, i have an excuse:i've been cleaning. i know, i know, it sounds lame. however, since i've been home more than usual lately, i've had time to become fully

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it started the day i got back from hawai'i. there i was, minding my own business, sorting through the pile of mail that jumped out of my box as soon as i opened it.billbillcatalogfabulous credit card offer i can afford to pass upbillimportant looking envelope from the dentsville magistraterolling stonecatalogother random envelopes and catalogs that aren't really registering right now because i'm

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as you've probably heard, the latest mc donald's ad campaign is geared towards the frugal- the "dollar menunaires". i know this because:1. contrary to popular belief, i am not a total hermit and2. when i got to the radio station yesterday morning (well, not right after i got to work, as i'm not really fully functioning until a couple of hours into the 6-noon shift), i was asked to record a

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yes- i know that's hard to believe, but believe me, i had other things to do. besides, if i wanted to do nothing but lay around and turn bronze, why pay a considerable amount of money to do it somewhere exotic when i could simply hold down a chair by the pool in my apartment complex? (when we get back above seventy degrees, of course....)while i could easily post a seven-installment series about

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i have hooters on the brain. no, not the kind that help fill out my bikini, and not the popular restaurant chain. i'm talking about the fine folks who brought you hits like "day by day" (my personal favorite) and, of course, "and we danced", which was stuck in my head until i started digging for the video link to "day by day". okay, now that've just wasted half an hour jumping between videos on

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should i be embarrassed that i've given in to a sudden, uncontrollable urge to listen to paris hilton sing? when i worked at the top 40 station, we actually played her song "stars are blind" for about a week and a half, and as i was scrolling through our music files, looking for something more melodic than "the kim komando show" to listen to, well, so maybe the gods are crazy.which reminds me- i

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in what may be a record for me, i'm posting pictures from the bahamas a mere week and a half after getting home. (i know, i know- i thought the shock would do me in, too.) so, without further ado, a few highlights from my digital photo album:at atlantis, even the fish are friendly.bodhi and hot dog in front (well, technically, way behind) the atlantis hotelare you tilting your head right now? you

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i should have known better. i mean, one of those unspoken rules of community dining areas is to leave stuff that doesn't belong to you untouched, partially because you don't know which one of your coworkers it may belong to. i mean, you could get lucky and run across a plate of cookies made by a meticulously clean coworker who happens to be a fabulous cook. on the other hand, those same cookies

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i'm feeling a wee bit lazy today, but i promised you a post, didn't i? i can't claim this will be one of my finest, but hopefully it won't leave you saying, "well- there's five minutes of my life i'll never get back."*i'd love to show you pictures from last week's trip to the bahamas, but my laptop's with SO in charleston, my camera is here with me, and getting the two together for an up/

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lots i should write about- the trip to the bahamas, the upcoming trip to hawaii, a discussion of possible cures for prostate cancer- however, i'm having a multitasking sort of morning, so i'm afraid this'll have to be short, sweet, and incredibly far from entertaining:i bit the bullet, gave into avon's email barrage (my inbox runneth over) and set up an avon webpage. i'm not thrilled that they

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given the current nature of my role at the radio station, which basically entails making sure commercials run during prerecorded programs and hoping we don't experience any natural disasters or child snatchings, i'm generally able to multitask on weekends.last weekend, i was able to scribble on a pile of avon brochures and submit 200+ medicaid claims while at work, and i figured today would be

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it's that time of year again. i'm not referring to new years' resolutions. i'm not going to tell you all about how i'm writing this while bouncing around on a treadmill, trying to undo the damage the holidays did to my thighs. (mostly because i'd be lying. my appetite actually decreased somehow, and i eschew the traditional grub in favor of lobster at christmas, which is not only lower in

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did i already thank whatever hotel is connected to the bangor airport for their free internet yesterday? if not, thank you, whatever hotel is connected to the bangor airport. while i'm dishing out gratitude, let me also thank expedia for setting up the three hour layover in detroit yesterday which, by the time we made it to detroit, wound up being only an hour and a half. i'd also like to thank

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okay- so that's not really how the song goes, but i'm taking a little creative license here, and since i've already been up for two hours now, humor me, okay?this post is being brought to you this morning by the sheraton at the bangor airport, which is kind enough to provide free internet access to guests, and those of us willing to freeze our butts off sitting by the doorway so we can catch a

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50 cards down, a hundred something to go.mama and i have already had our annual "discussion" regarding the ridiculous number of people i send cards to. can i help it if i figure other people like getting mail of the non-bill variety as much as i do? i think not. look for a meaningful post after the holidays. right now, i'm too busy trying to get my hands on enough breast cancer stamps to finish

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this'll be short- i'm a couple weeks late sitting down to compose my annual holiday letter, and if i have any hope of mailing the last one before, oh, valentine's day, i need to get the thing written this weekend.however, i can now honestly say that you haven't lived until you've been in a car with two ten year old who were pondering the meaning behind "turning japanese" by the vapors. they

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so after six years on the air at my current station, and nine altogether in radio, i have officially been taken off the air. as i was told, it was through no fault of my own, but apparently the way of the future does not involve part time talent after all. i could ramble on and on about my thoughts on the state of radio today and whatnot, but i haven't got the time right now- i need to start

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no, not you. i wound up watching drop dead fred the other night (you know how there are some movies you gravitate toward when you're in a foul mood? that's one of mine, though i have yet to make it all the way through the flick without shedding a tear toward the end...), and that line has been stuck in my head ever since. what can i say, besides to make the observation that everyone needs a

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i'm the first to admit it: i'm terribly stubborn- perhaps even to a fault. i'm told i come by it honestly- both of my parents are stubborn as all get-out, which, it suddenly has occurred to me, may be one of the reasons their marriage didn't work out. i mean, both of you can't be right all the time, can you?i have always tried to argue my point- firmly convinced that beetlejuice was released by

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no, not really, but i swear that's what i'm telling the first person who asks about it the next time i don my halloween costume.a mere year after purchasing my first "big girl" costume (and come to think of it, i'm probably small enough to get into my "pebbles" costume from college...as soon as i figure out where i put it, that is), i finally had reason to wear it. not only that, but despite the

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i thought about pounding out a six-post series about my recent trip to the grand canyon, but really- who am i kidding? i mean, blogwise, i still haven't made it back from ireland yet. so, with that in mind, i'm taking the easy way out:ten things i learned while whitewater rafting in the grand canyon1. choose your tent carefully. while a backpacking tent is light (which the mules who carried our

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no- not really. however, i have several good excuses for my monthlong ("month-and-a-halflong just doesn't roll off the tongue quite the same way) absence from posting.1. i had a hangnail that prevented me from typing....at least until i could find some nail clippers or swiss army knife scissors or someone willing to gnaw it off for me. (damned braces)2. speaking of braces, i couldn't post tuesday

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day eight: a multifaceted southwestern educationin no other single day during my trip did i learn as much as i did during the drive from galway to killarney. seriously.our first stop was "an international stop" near bunratty castle. international stop- n- a bathroom break, so named because when you go in, you're a russian, when you come out, you're finnish, and in between, europeanwhen that comes

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day seven: the continuing search for fame, fortune, and that rich manby this point, i was having to sit on my suitcase (which i'd already expanded a couple of days before) in order to close it. this, obviously, would not do. so, out came handy collapsed box number two, as well as the roll of tape, and i set to work transferring recent purchases (i mean, ahem dirty clothing left behind on holiday)

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day six: of pottery, poetry, and potatoes stuffed with salmonour first stop this morning was at the ulster american folk park in county tyrone. the park focuses on the emigration of thousands from ulster to north america in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. in addition to several displays housed inside the museum, there are also a couple dozen buildings outdoors, which illustrate the way

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day five: in which i meet my sister's future husband, and after which, mama will undoubtedly get a frantic phone call.after several mornings in a row of rolling out of bed before 7am to get packed, stuff myself full of food, and get all my worldly possessions on the bus by 8:30, i was thrilled to finally sleep in. in fact, i was so thrilled that i passed on breakfast, which allowed me to catch at

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day four: i am my own grandpa...or something like thatour tourmates included an 81-year-old man who took copious notes on everything (scribbling first on a newspaper, and then in a spiral bound notebook), and his companion, at first thought to be his daughter, but as it was soon discovered, she was, in fact, his wife. they happened to be seated next to us at breakfast in belfast on the morning of

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day three: and i've got a picture to prove it!the scariest bathroom i have ever encountered (spot-a-pots excluded) was in warrenpoint, northern ireland. we stopped shortly after crossing the border in order to hit the ATMs en masse so we could stock our wallets with pounds and pence, in addition to the euros we were already lugging around. i'm unsure of the state of the men's facilities, but the

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day two: wait- if i haven't slept yet, is it still day one?in my journal, i ended the july 18th post by scribbling that i was going to start a new book, called the tender bar. by the time i arrived in dublin, i finally admitted defeat (couldn't focus past the fifth page, for some reason), and started on the painted veil by w. somerset maugham instead. i hate admitting defeat, but sometimes, it's

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i should probably start by warning you that, sadly, the next few posts will be free of visual aids. i hate to disappoint you, but let me point out that you're not likely to take it nearly as hard as i did when i realized that my new (hand me down from mama) camera did not feel the need to share with my laptop any of the fabulous photos i took in dublin and belfast during our first two days in

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whew.since getting back from ireland a week ago, i've been playing catch up, albeit at a somewhat leisurely pace. i've been trying to get a few extra hours in at work in order to pay off what is undoubtedly a scary credit card balance (whom should i thank first for the weak dollar? i mean, seriously- the last time i was overseas, a euro cost roughly 80 cents. now it's closer to $1.50, which is

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i've been so busy trying to get caught up on blogging about my trip that i almost forgot to share some photos from my latest hike with you.mea culpa.SO and i have been trying to get back in the swing of things (it's been so long since i last saw a treadmill that i seriously doubt i'd be able to pick one out of a lineup.) in preparation for our big hiking/rafting trip in the grand canyon in

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vacation highlight number fifteen: maybe i can't talk my way to the penny squisher, but dammit, i can still schmooze the park rangersduring one of my visits to kansas city last year, daddy witnessed the discovery of my strange ability to chat up park rangers when he had to drag me away from a fifteen-minute long conversation i was engaged in with a rather good-looking ranger at the brown vs.

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vacation highlight number eleven: pricelessit seems i'm just as suave and sophisticated on vacation as i am at home. scenic background? checkwinning smile? check- and i even managed to keep my lunch from becoming entangled in my braces- woo hoo!inability to properly wear a shirt i've owned for nearly ten years? checkthe kicker? about half an hour after this picture was taken, i realized (and

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vacation highlight number six: an unlikely complimentafter landing at the west yellowstone airport (see previous post) and stopping at the local grocery store to pick up picnic supplies, my dad, stepmother and i headed into the park to meet up with the rest of the stepfamily for dinner at the grand canyon of the yellowstone. apparently, the stress of the day hadn't taken too much of a toll on me,

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vacation highlight number five: i just wanna flyfour hours into a five hour layover (sans free internet access, i might add) at the salt lake city airport, i strolled up to the gate for the flight to west yellowstone, montana, and took a seat amongst my future potential travel mates. after settling in with a book and my ipod, the announcements began."delta airlines is looking for volunteers to

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according to blogger, this is my 600th post. i should probably check to make sure unfinished drafts aren't included in the count, but i'm not really that picky, so i suppose we'll just have to go ahead and consider the count official. (had i kept up my original one-a-day pace, i would've it the milestone a while back, but somewhere along the line i decided to spend a little less time on the

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....you gotta get with my friends".i'm still trying to figure out the logic behind that. then again, i wouldn't doubt it if one of the other four spice girls harbored at least a minor crush on david beckham, posh'd husband. i mean, quite frankly, is there a woman alive who would turn that down?(before i hear from a certain member of the peanut gallery, let me rephrase: is there a straight woman

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looks like it'll be a few days before i attempt walking in the new shoes.today's hike was a five-mile (technically 6 1/2, since we had to leave one of the cars a mile and a half away from the trailhead, because what passed for a "road" was almost as rough as the trail itself, minus all the river crossings.) challenge, to say the least. a good portion of the trail was the creek itself, which

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...but i'll get to that in a minute.after spending five hours this morning sitting in the aisle seat while a small-bladdered couple occupied my window and the middle seats, i was somewhat relieved when our plane landed at the phoenix airport around 9am local time. relief was short lived, however, because at 9am this morning, sunny phoenix was already at a "balmy" 88 degrees. but "it's a dry heat,

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as part of my pre-trip ritual, i always call my credit card company and warn them that i'm about to be on the move, and that i plan on adding to the local economy. (it's much less embarrassing than being declined while trying to support the local economy, i assure you.)this evening, the helpful representative and i somehow got off on a tangent regarding the state of radio today, which i summed up

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the kind folks at nascar are currently trying to figure out whether or not they'll be considered wusses if they cancel the race for rain, and though i'm hanging on the commentators' every word, i think i can still manage to tell you about yesterday's woodland adventure.after our last hike, the 9 year old (not mine, for any first-time readers who have somehow had the (mis?)fortune to stumble upon

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i imagine i'll get around to a coherent post tomorrow- roughly an hour after SO walks into my studio and says, "i told scott about the hike we took yesterday, and he wants to see pictures, so........."until then, you're stuck with a rather disconnected update of sorts:~i seem to be having an identity crisis. since we have a fancy gate at the radio station, one must carry their ID at all times in

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once again, because he has promised to post yearly (and i've been informed that he's not due yet), SO has suggested that i be the one to blog about yesterday's hike in the upstate. (his excuse this week was that my legs hurt less than his. i'm not really sure what that has to do with pounding out a post, but there you go.)i was on kid duty anyway (the bosses had a stimuating conference to attend,

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i was at a loss about what to write about this evening, but SO just wandered into my studio and informed me that since he'd written to his best friend (who, along with his wife, are kind enough to take us out hiking every time we come to arizona) and told him about the killer hike we took yesterday and casually mentioned that he should check my blog for details and pictures, i suppose i have to

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You Are Scooter Brainy and knowledgable, you are the perfect sidekick.You're always willing to lend a helping hand.In any big event or party, you're the one who keeps things going."15 seconds to showtime!" The Muppet Personality Testi love how no matter what, personality tests always get it half right- sort of like tarot cards, $5.95/minute readings from miss cleo the tv psychic, and SO's

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i know i may sound like an old fuddy-duddy here (use of that phrase alone is probably enough), but when did it become socially acceptable to wear flip flops with one's evening dress? while waiting in line at a restaurant last night, i counted no fewer than eight girls in prom dresses and flip flops. i'm all for comfort, but seriously- this was right up there with that girls' lacrosse team that

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flubbing on the air, while not necessarily inevitable, does happen. shortly after i moved to columbia, a coworker at the classic rock station, whom i looked up to (and still do, for that matter), made me feel infinitely better about myself and my skills. the single most intimidating moment i've found while on the air is always that first time you turn on the microphone on a new (to you, at least)

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