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Shingles Suck
I always thought shingles — the sickness, not the roof tiles — was an old person’s disease. Even the Center for Disease Control recommends vaccines only for people over 60. I vaguely remember my chicken pox experience.
The Next Chapter
The short-sale of my home is nearly complete, and just this week I scheduled the movers. What a long, harrowing process it was – every piece of paper you’ve ever received must be turned over to
iJack
People should know better than to leave their iPhones unattended. Whenever I’m on Facebook and see that my sister Jenny’s status contains abnormally worshipful comments about her husband, I know that Brad got a hold of
Pick Up Artist
When it comes to finding love, look no further than the Money Pit in San Marcos. That’s where I was yesterday when Cupid, forgetting for a cherubic moment that I was already taken, shot some poor
Terrible people
I strive to give people the benefit of the doubt; I should know better. My gut tells me people lie and cheat, that they’re selfish and terrible. But then my brain interferes and supersedes, always pushing
Photography Is Not a Crime
Parents can be irritatingly protective of their children. I get it — no one wants anything nefarious to happen to the innocent. But I don’t think people realize how ridiculous much of their sheltering really is
Drunk Baker
There are a lot of weird things people do when they’re inebriated. Some drunk dial (not recommended), others drunk drive (so very unbelievably uncool); some drunk smoke, some drunk kiss (or more, and stop looking at
Sitting Kills
I’m taking a stand, but not in the way you might think. In a few hours, a man is coming over to collect my desk, a gorgeous, glass-topped contemporary thing with geometric wooden shapes holding it
Hiccup Alert
I’m taking this moment on a late Sunday afternoon to prove to you, San Diego, that I have no shame. That’s right. If it’s funny, I will post it, even at my own expense. Last night,
The Clock Is Ticking
Perhaps it’s because I’m in a bad mood today, or maybe it’s because I’ve heard it one too many times this week, but regardless of the reason, I’m all in a huff over one particular phrase.