Hey y’all.  I’m going to live blog Survivor tonight on South City Confidential, so if you are into that kind of thing, then you should check it out.  I’ve never live-blogged anything before, but I thoroughly enjoyed several pundits live blogging of the presidential debates, and Survivor has been so great this season.  Although the major assholes have all been voted off, even more entertaining should be how the remaining

Cross-posted from my blog, South City Confidential So...the highly-anticipated VP debate.  We may never have another. I watched the debate with my lady friends eating an awesome dinner made by the lovely Kendal and drinking wine...lots of wine. Because when you set the ground rules that you drink every time Palin says "maverick", invokes Reagan, winks at the camera, mispronounced "nuclear", or dodges a question, you need lots of the vino.

Which basically means we’ll listen to “Closing Time” and “Truly Madly Deeply” and “Good Riddance: Time of Your Life” over and over and over again.  It was a terrible time for music. Snap!  I have my ten-year high school reunion this weekend.  UHS!  UHS!  UHS!

I knew, when I left my teaching job in June with nothing waiting in the wings but continued grad school and impending bills, in my heart of hearts, I wanted to give writing a go. A full-time attempt. I've been D-List blogging for years, and green-blogging for a pittance for over a year. I had no backup and no real plan how to go from me to Dooce in three months.